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2013-05-17 04:01:02 PM  
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2013-05-17 03:48:11 PM  
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2013-05-17 03:14:39 PM  
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I have a rescue. He USED to be super grateful for everything we gave him and would shower us with affection.  Now he's super spoiled and demanding. And he steals my elderly dog's bones even after I give him one of his own. He has grown up to be such an a**hole.
2013-05-17 05:19:17 PM  
1 votes:
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This fearsome brute is Rufus. He's half American bulldog, half Shih tzu, which makes him a bull shiatz. Not sure what his former owner did to him, but he has a definite distrust of women, but he's great with kids. I do know she tore out his inner eyelid with her fingers because she didn't want to pay for a vet to have it removed properly (he had some sort of infection).

His sister is at the same rescue facility where I got him, and she looks almost identical to him. Sadly, she is so messed up she'll probably never be adopted by anyone.
2013-05-17 05:15:10 PM  
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My cat is a rescue cat. He was adopted out and returned because he bites. We took him, worked with him, and now for the most part all he wants to bite is the mailman. Or you, if you won't let him out! And you know what, I love him to little nommed pieces!
2013-05-17 04:32:35 PM  
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gglibertine: Years ago, one of my cats tore through a screen and was missing for three days. I spent the whole three days walking the neighborhood calling him, putting up signs, crawling under bushes to look for him, checking the pound... nothing. Then I got a 3 a.m. call from my neighbors down on the ground floor. "We think we've got your cat. PLEASE COME GET HIM NOW!"

See, Iceberg Slim had never seen stairs (or been outside) in his life, and was unclear on the concept of multi-story dwellings. So he found the right apartment to come home to, only on the wrong floor. Turns out the people down there had a little dog-door insert for their sliding glass door, so Iceberg slipped right in -- and was immediately cornered in the bathroom by their terrier.

As soon as I appeared in the bathroom doorway, he let out a piteous wail and literally *leaped* into my arms -- right over the dog. (He also pissed all over me, but, well, he'd also never met a dog before.) He didn't usually like to be picked up, but he wouldn't let me put him down for an hour. He just clung to me purring and nuzzling.

I'm pretty sure that was gratitude.

/I had to finally put him to sleep a month and a half before his 20th birthday. Saddest day of my life. No one has EVER loved me the way that cat did.


LOL...I got a similar 3am call once when my donkey got loose...."Come get him NOW."    My little Sicilian donkey had their 3 big Quarter horses cowering in the corner of their pasture.  He wasn't actually threatening them, they just had obviously never seen (or heard) a donkey before and were scared sh*tless.

/so sorry for your loss of your kitty :-(
2013-05-17 04:03:09 PM  
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RoxtarRyan: [fbcdn-sphotos-c-a.akamaihd.net image 720x960]
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This one is actually mine. Tucker. Collie/Lab mix, got him at a humane society. Loves swimming, treats, puppy kisses, and keeping my feet warm at night.


Ugh, wish mine could do the last thing. Mine's not happy unless she's laying between my legs. It's made me more flexible than yoga ever could I guess...
2013-05-17 03:55:57 PM  
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Years ago, one of my cats tore through a screen and was missing for three days. I spent the whole three days walking the neighborhood calling him, putting up signs, crawling under bushes to look for him, checking the pound... nothing. Then I got a 3 a.m. call from my neighbors down on the ground floor. "We think we've got your cat. PLEASE COME GET HIM NOW!"

See, Iceberg Slim had never seen stairs (or been outside) in his life, and was unclear on the concept of multi-story dwellings. So he found the right apartment to come home to, only on the wrong floor. Turns out the people down there had a little dog-door insert for their sliding glass door, so Iceberg slipped right in -- and was immediately cornered in the bathroom by their terrier.

As soon as I appeared in the bathroom doorway, he let out a piteous wail and literally *leaped* into my arms -- right over the dog. (He also pissed all over me, but, well, he'd also never met a dog before.) He didn't usually like to be picked up, but he wouldn't let me put him down for an hour. He just clung to me purring and nuzzling.

I'm pretty sure that was gratitude.

/I had to finally put him to sleep a month and a half before his 20th birthday. Saddest day of my life. No one has EVER loved me the way that cat did.
2013-05-17 03:18:43 PM  
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Lollipop165: I have a rescue. He USED to be super grateful for everything we gave him and would shower us with affection.  Now he's super spoiled and demanding. And he steals my elderly dog's bones even after I give him one of his own. He has grown up to be such an a**hole.


Throw him back.

/As I tell the monsters, "Yes, you DID used to have a sister. Now do what Mama says or else."
2013-05-17 03:13:47 PM  
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Thanks, submitter. Now I'm all verklempt.

I'm sure the dog's eyes being closed is coincidence, but still. Sweet picture.
2013-05-17 03:12:03 PM  
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When I met Augie in the pound he came right up to me and gave me a big doggy kiss.  Aw,  what a sweetie, I'll take you home with me.
That was the only kiss or sign of affection I ever got out of him.
Still miss him.
2013-05-17 03:10:50 PM  
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AWWWWW... *sniff*

I want to go cuddle my doggie but someone fed him leftover egg salad so he is banished to the back deck for the next few hours. Hork.
2013-05-17 03:07:35 PM  
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Its a one-eyed dog, and its eye socket looks like that because it contains no eyeball.
2013-05-17 03:05:42 PM  
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