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Chutz
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   Posted 7/1/2009 10:06 PM (GMT -7)   
I love my pets and it seems most everyone in here has either a dog, cat or other pet. When you were a child, did you have any Pets? What kind? What were their names? How were you affected by them?

Dad was a farmer at heart, in fact he taught vocational agriculture at our high school so in his mind animals weren't necessarily pets. He grew up living in a wood shack of a house and you had to hunt for your supper. They had a couple of horses but they were a necessity for the farm and at times to get to school. So I can see why they didn't have the luxury of pets. The closest they had were barn cats and only to get rid of the mice.

But his little girl (me...lol) loved cats and dogs and especially the ones that had lots of long hair. One day his friend, the town veterinarian told dad that someone had left a pup on his doorstep and asked if dad wanted it. He was a softie and brought it home. He was a medium large dog sort of retriever and Irish setter cross...we named him Tramp. It was fitting. smilewinkgrin Since my brother was older it sort of became his dog except he wasn't very kind to him so I loved him up until the day he died. But my favorite was the cat dad and mom let me have. I can still see her now. She was sort of a tortoise shell, long hair cat and of course I named her Fluffy. My mom couldn't not stand the sight of even 1 cat hair anywhere in the house so she didn't get to come in often. Sometimes during the day but she slept on the enclosed porch at night. That girl lived from the time I was in kindergarten until I was about 21. And even then dad held back telling me she was gone for a very long time. He was always sweet to me and cares about my feelings. Now that I am typing this I can see just how deep dad loved me knowing how much I loved and enjoy Fluffy even though they didn't. But I suspect that dad loved her too...just didn't want to say it in front of mom. lol

Did you have any pets?
Chutz
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Gretchen1
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   Posted 7/1/2009 10:16 PM (GMT -7)   
We didn't have much money.  For my third birthday, my mom brought home a cat.  She got him from the grocery store; remember when people gave their kittens away in box in front of the store?  I named him Harry because he was very hairy.  On my fourth birthday, I got another cat.  I named her Tiger; she had stripes.  When I was about 8 years old, I got a pet mouse.  I named her Mousey.  I loved animals, but I was not very creative in the naming of them. 
 
I am still a complete animal nut!!!  When I was diagnosed with MS, I was so sick I couldn't walk much.  My dogs, Larry and Lucy spent hours and hours on my bed keeping me company.  They are on the couch with me as I type.
 
No matter what this disease takes from me, I will always have my love of animals.
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PAlady
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   Posted 7/1/2009 10:30 PM (GMT -7)   
Of course I grew up with a dog! Her name was Freckles and she was a springer spaniel. She was so great with kids. I used to ride her at times! And share her milk bones, as they seem to have an interesting fragrance (but they didn't taste so hot, so I stopped that fast!). When I wondered what treat to buy to bring to the dogs at the Humane Society I thought of milk bones right away, and it reminded me of Freckles. She died of old age when I was still young (around 10 or so), so I got to go pick out another dog and we got a Sheltie (Shetland Sheepdog - but they look like miniature collies). I picked out the runt of the litter, even though she didn't have "Lassie" markings. I can't remember why, but I named her Taffy. I was heartbroken when she was hit by a car while I was away my freshman year of college.

I always wanted a cat, but my mother was allergic. I've had mostly dogs in my life until I got a kitten from my neighbor who I had for 20 years. And he was really my baby. I still miss him!

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edt
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   Posted 7/2/2009 6:09 AM (GMT -7)   
We had one dog and one cat....the dog pooped in our shoes and my Dad was not an animal lover so they gave him back to the original owners....our cat was so beautiful, named Buttons, his nose literally had marking that made his nose look like a button.  He only lived a few years.  I was devastated by NOT having animals, so I have always had 2 at a time in my adult life....my animals are like my children!  Right now I have a 13.5 yr old lab/rotty mix who is my baby and an inherited weinie dog! 
I am a softy for LABS!
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Gretchen1
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   Posted 7/2/2009 7:27 AM (GMT -7)   
The dog pooped in your shoes?! That almost made my morning coffee come out the nose!!!  Wow, that is awful! 
 
I have a soft spot for labs too even though I have never had one.  Our neighbor has one that I just love.  "Cody", he is so sweet.
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straydog
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   Posted 7/2/2009 4:05 PM (GMT -7)   
We had a dog named Rocky. My uncle came to visit us one winter and brought his very pregnant Beagle named Queenie. She had her pups in our basement on that trip. My unclse let my brother pick one out to keep. He was an amazing dog and very smart. We had him many years and then we moved. The new place had no fence so it was not safe for him, oh we all mourned that dog. My Dad gave him to a man that raised Beagles and trained them to hunt. He trained Rocky to hunt and said he was one of his best. Rocky was the only dog we ever had growing up. I now have three, 2 goldens and one Britney Spaniel, its a 3 ring circus here.
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skeye
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   Posted 7/2/2009 6:35 PM (GMT -7)   
We had a golden retriever growing up, that we got when I was 4 yrs old. His name was Ben & he was the sweetest, yet wildest dog ever! He'd eat everything in sight: hats, gloves, socks, you name it! One time, he had an entire dozen painted Easter Eggs that we left on the counter! We still laugh about having to open all the windows in the house that night! I got my first cat when I was ten. I had been bugging my parents for years, but my father wouldn't give in. One day he finally said yes, and so I drew up a "kitten contract" that very night & made him (along with "witnesses") sign it, as proof! We ended up getting a second kitten, a rescue, several months after my cat ran away - although we found her the next day & still have both! Then I had 3 guinea pigs, a rabbit, and a bunch of fish - at different points. We now just have the two cats, along with three golden retrievers - Cricket 6 yrs, Piper 5 yrs, and Rory (my dog) 8 mo, and my 3 yr old corn snake, Elvis! I love all my animals to death!

Skeye

Lindaloo
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   Posted 7/2/2009 10:03 PM (GMT -7)   
I was brought up with dogs, mostly German Shepherds and one Cocker Spaniel named Goldie. 
 
Goldie was an old dog when I got her from a family friend and she didn't live too long.  Still, I was heartbroken to lose her.  I think she was thirteen when she died and I was ten.
 
There was King ( a Shepherd) and Princess (another Shepherd).  Princess lived with me until I got married at 17 and moved away.  Then, in my married life of forty years, we have raised, trained and showed German Shepherds.  I now have two, Tzar and Xander.
 
But my favorite dog of all time was a Cocker Spaniel named Bandit.  That dog won my heart and he loved me more than anything too.  Sadly, he died from cancer.  I had to put him down two days before Christmas one year, probably twenty years ago now.  That was hard.  But his playful ways and energetic spirit and loving heart still live with me today.
 
Thanks for letting me share.  Another good topic, Chutzie.
 
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PAlady
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   Posted 7/2/2009 11:45 PM (GMT -7)   
Isn't it interesting how even though we may have many pets, there are one or two that we're kind of well, soulmates with.

Ok, now you'll really think I'm nuts. I probably am. Fact is, I don't think I'm nuts enough yet! Gotta work on that! LOL

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skeye
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   Posted 7/3/2009 6:11 PM (GMT -7)   
Palady,

You are not nuts at all! I didn't mention him in this thread, but I believe that you have heard me briefly mention "my" horse before. He was my soul mate if ever there was one. I have never had a bond like that before - with human or animal - and I doubt that I ever will again, unless somehow our spirits find one another (now I'm sounding crazy). It was as if we were one. I honestly can't even describe our relationship in words, as there are no words to describe it. We had just a "short" ten years together. He's been gone just over a year & a half now, and I don't think that the huge empty hole in my heart will ever go away. Losing him was the hardest thing I have ever gone through in my life. I know that I have a lot of living left to do, but I can't even think of more than a few things that could even begin to compare. I miss him terribly. I was actually thinking a lot about him and his companion (who we just lost this March, and I swear, died mostly of a broken heart) yesterday. I took a detour on my way home, just to visit our favorite spot to run. It brought back lots of memories & tears. I actually have to horse-sit for the "new" horse for a week this month. He's been here nearly a year now, but I have only been to see him a handful of times because it just hurts too much to see him in my horse's stall, among other things. Okay, now I'm crying. cry Oh, what I would give to throw my arms around his neck just one more time. This is not helping my depression any. shakehead

Skeye

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   Posted 7/3/2009 9:57 PM (GMT -7)   
((((((((Skeye)))))))))

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Tony McGuire
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   Posted 7/4/2009 5:30 PM (GMT -7)   
Tippy was my first dog as an adult. White Shepard with the tips of everything a kind of orangish color; including a ridge down her back from neck to tail and tip of tail.

If I could get Tippy to understand what I wanted of her, there was no way you could prevent her from doing it. Whether a trick, helping to carry things, jumping into my arms, HEALING TO THE HORSE when I rode.

Skey, I didn't realize you ride.

At the same time as Tippy I had a mottled 16 hand Appaloosa. That horse knew what a camera was and posed for pictures. Smartest horse I ever met for learning/doing you ever saw. Far too long a list of tricks and ways to beat humans to go through. I was about 35 when I found a new owner for that horse. I cried for over an hour then but will never get over losing him to circumstances.

Truly, every dog I've ever had the privilege of 'ownership' is one more responsibility I find myself lucky to have been involved with.

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   Posted 7/4/2009 5:42 PM (GMT -7)   
Skeye: you should take this opportunity to give that other horse a chance. You might find it has a lot of similarities to 'your' horse. Or, that you like the new horse for itself. I know when everyone told me that Sundown was ugly because of his colors I told them they were nuts, you would find a horse of his colorings anywhere. And he had them all. A runner, and a natural jumper. No horse will ever match up, but I'd love the opportunity to find the shortcomings of a 'next' horse because any would be better than none.

I'm truly jealous of you.
(And yes, I DO understand somewhat of what you are going through.)

skeye
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   Posted 7/4/2009 10:23 PM (GMT -7)   
Oh, Tony, I'd love to get attached to him, but I just can't. I can't have another horse in my life until I get out on my own & get my own horse. You see, "my" horse was actually my elderly neighbors', but I took care of him for 10 years & he was all but mine (in fact they even called him 'skeye's' horse). My neighbors let me do anything I wanted with him & influence their decisions when it came to his health (He was really quite sick for the last 5 years, and I was the only one who was able to work with him & keep him happy & 'healthy' -- The only time that he would get really bad was when I was away.) -- every decision but one, his death. I cannot go through that again. It broke my heart. He should still be alive, or at least had many more months, but they wouldn't listen to me, the (new) disease/his symptoms, or the vet. I cannot go through another round of "he is 99% my horse, but when it comes down to it, he's not." I just have to wait.

The new horse is cute. He's a very energetic & green 2 year old. He is very intelligent, and I know that I could get attached, so I make myself stay away. I miss having horses in my life very much & I miss riding too. I haven't ridden in 2 years, since before my horse died. The new horse isn't broken yet & I don't have the money for riding at a barn. Plus my shoulder surgeon freaked out when I started riding again after my last surgery 3 years ago - even though 98% of my riding has always been & will always be for pure fun, rather than competition. He warned me that there was too much risk if I were to ever fall on one of my shoulders, regardless of whether or not they were healed. I don't plan on listening to him forever, because I am determined to have & ride my own horses eventually, but I suppose that for now I'll continue to be good.

Skeye

Post Edited (skeye) : 7/4/2009 11:28:26 PM (GMT-6)

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