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Henry Rollins and the Blueberry Puffs
She ran the tips of her fingers over my nose. They applied gentle pressure from there, to the top of my head, then back and down between my shoulders. Her hands were so large, about the size of my entire body, but she was so delicate when she pet me.
By Martha Black5 years ago in Petlife
Riddles
Here is the story of a dog named Riddles. Riddles is a shelter dog that was said to be 3 years old. The shelter said she had heartworms and needed to undergo treatments if anyone adopts her. At the time, it had been a year since a beloved tuxedo cat in our household had passed. We ended up looking for a small dog that could be mine even though we still had two cats. Well instead of bringing home just one dog, we ended up with two. We found out at the vet visit after we adopted these two dogs that Riddles, the smaller dog, had more medical problems that were possibly caused due to having heartworms and that she was more like 8 years old rather than 3 years old. We adopted her regardless. Nyla, the boxer mix that was adopted with Riddles, had severe hip problems, but she was too young and still too mobile to do surgery on.
By Brittany Seebo5 years ago in Petlife
THE TAIL OF MY TOY POODLE
It all happened suddenly in November when I called 911 because I had gotten sick with colitis. It was a normal night and the colitis came without warning. I was lying down on my bed with my stomach hurting so badly. I knew exactly what made me sick, it was colitis. I had been thru this a few times before! I had no choice but to call 911 and have the paramedics come to my home. I was in a lot of pain when they arrived at my home. They came and took my vital signs and started an IV. That night I made it to the hospital in an ambulance. I had to leave my home suddenly and poor Smokie my toy poodle was left all alone!
By rose m lewis5 years ago in Petlife
One Furry Day
Stirring from his resting spot at the foot of the bed with his humans, Fender slowly starts to wake. One of his humans, Julie, has already risen and is readying herself for the long ride they will take as a family every morning. Fender stretches his body, his slender build across the width of his bed. His other human, Never, lies deeply asleep, lying right beside Fender. Fender jumps out of the bed, "Good morning lady human," he says as he walks up to her, rubbing his body against her leg and licking her hand. "It's time to go outside lady," he claims excitedly, wagging his whole body, ready to start the day, ready for some adventure. "Come Fender, let's go potty," Julie says, as she leads him to the door, collecting his leash. Hurriedly, Fender rushes out the door. The smells are such a sensation, they drive him crazy and sometimes... he ends up in places he shouldn't be, where he gets scolded and in trouble by a lot of humans at once. But he just can't help himself, his mind and nose just erupt in a frenzy, and everything he smells is just amazing, leading him to the next thing and the next thing and then, well... you know what happens next. Fender, not quite one-year-old in human years, acts more like a teenager while running off and checking everything out. Today was a little bit different though, Fender could sense, moving through the yard, nose glued to the ground. Eventually, Fender looked up and noticed he wasn't at his home no more. He was now farther down the street at another human's home. Around the corner comes, a little black dog, no bigger than a ball, and starts barking. "Oh wow, another dog, I wanna play, you wanna play?" Fender exclaims excitedly walking up to the small dog. "No I don't wanna play, you get away from this house now, git! git!" the small dog barked. Shortly, the small dogs human appeared to check on her darling pup and began to scream, and scream and scream. She screamed at the top of her lungs for a short moment, when Fenders' human appeared. Fender walked over to her, head tucked down, tail tucked, he knew he had done something wrong. His human took Fender by his harness and led him back to their home and led him upstairs. She was stern in her voice when she spoke to him, only to tell him what he just did was bad. Fender couldn't understand why he was in trouble for just wanting to play and besides that, he couldn't help himself, with following all those amazing smells from one amazing thing to the next amazing thing that he would have the opportunity to inspect. Julie led Fender inside the house, and Julie and Never walked right back out the door, leaving Fender alone at the house. "What? What's happening? Where'd you go humans? I'm supposed to go with you human, you take me every day we ride in the car." Fender stood at the closed door, trying to make sense of everything that seemed to be happening so quickly. Eventually, Fender sat down, waiting, expecting his humans to come back and get him for their daily drive. Every day, Fender and his humans would ride in their little car, humans in the front and Fender in the back, driving through the countryside, passing the trees and the homes and the smells! Oh! The smells, Fender thought to himself, slightly smiling as he recalled how happy it made him to be with his humans all the time. Then he realized, after sitting and laying in the same spot for quite some time, that his humans were not coming back. Fender is upset, he doesn't like being by himself. He has been with his humans almost his entire life. Once they come to take him away from his brother and sisters, his humans took him everywhere. In the beginning, they used to take him in stores. But the smells and the people were too much for Fender, and he would jump at everyone, only wanting to play, to smell them and lick them. Then gradually, they just stopped taking him inside the stores and leaving him in the car. When they started leaving Fender in the car while they went in the store, he would bark and bark and bark. "I wanna go! Don't leave me! I wanna play too! Please let me go I need to smell them!!" Fender would bark and bark and bark, sometimes until his humans quickly returned. As the day passed by, Fender grew restless. So he began walking through the 2 bedroom apartment, walking from room to room to room and back again. He saw something out the corner of his eye. Fender stopped abruptly and turned around. Nothing. Then, he noticed it again. This time there was somebody there. "My humans will be home any minute and when they do, you'll be sorry" he growled. "And they leave me in charge of the house when they leave so you're already gonna be sorry!" as he lunged for the intruder, and began to shred them apart. Little pieces were floating all around him and falling on the floor as he pinned the intruder down on the floor and began to rip them apart, piece by tiny piece. "Bleh," he spits "gross, and it keeps getting stuck to my tongue and roof of my mouth" as he spits the intruder back onto the ground. Then he realized who exactly his intruder was. The trash can!! "Oh no, oh no oh no" he panted. Footsteps! "My humans are home" he wined. "Fender! We're home" they yelle as they walked in through the front door. As they approached, they saw the mess, and poor Fender, with his head bent down thought "maybe they won't even notice" "Ohhh Fender, what's going on here?" his owner exclaimed as they assessed the wreckage. Fender took his paw, and covered his face claiming "What? It wasn't me" His humans came to Fender and began to pet him, greeting him and loving him, and both agreeing that they would not leave Fender home alone if they didn't have to.
By Amanda Nug Nug Meadows5 years ago in Petlife
Did Somebody Say Squirrel?
As every dog knows, there is nothing better than a long, uninterrupted catnap to get their tails wagging. Especially if this nap is both proceeded and followed by the obligatory treats, head scratches, and cooing of the, “who’s a good boy?”.
By Jacquie Mayhorn5 years ago in Petlife
I Don’t Always Spy on my Cats… But when I do, I Get Caught!
My fiance and I are the proud parents of 5 rescue cats, who are also known as the “Bat Cats”. If you haven’t already guessed from their “band name” title, I have named them all after the characters of my all-time favorite movie, Batman. The 1989 version of course… old school here!
By Shanice Wadell5 years ago in Petlife
The Case of the Squirrel who Almost Croaked. Second Place in Pet Cam Challenge.
It was a chilling November morning, the kind that makes you want to cozy up with a warm dame and a cup of java. The humans had just left for work, and I was alone again, with them. Those three felines that liked to give me trouble. More trouble than they were worth. I had just gone out the doggy door to take my morning patrol around the yard. I was already paranoid, it felt like one of those days when something bad was going to happen, trouble was on the wind, and had an envelope with my name on it.
By Daniela Bishop5 years ago in Petlife
