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B&B Happy goats
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Well she didn't tear him apart ! .....but I understand your being upset.....
MELS. NEW ADVENTURES
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Well she didn't tear him apart ! .....but I understand your being upset.....
Bruce
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Poor Russell! How is he supposed to know that he is BFFs with Paris in one location and persona non grata in another?? AND he entered the sacred space WITH the permission AND presence of the Head Dog of the pack. I think Paris has some 'splainin to do!
CntryBoy777
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Ya have to remember I'm speaking as Gabbie....not me....I didn't mean it as me to you, Bay.....I understand and agree with ya, as things are today in our world, it is difficult to be in that position and have to maintain control.....sorry for the confusion......
Baymule
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No confusion at all, enjoying the "dog" conversation.Ya have to remember I'm speaking as Gabbie....not me....I didn't mean it as me to you, Bay.....I understand and agree with ya, as things are today in our world, it is difficult to be in that position and have to maintain control.....sorry for the confusion......
Baymule
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Hey y'all, it's me, Trip. I told Paris she'd better be careful of making Mom mad, I did and it cost me my num-nums. There was this alluring female in the neighborhood, she wanted me, I could smell it! So over the fence I went. I never did hook up with her, too bad. But Mom said if I did, she'd have to pay Puppy Support, so maybe that was a good thing. But still...…
Anyhoo…..the only place that I would stay in was Paris's backyard, so Mom and Dad ran a hot wire around Pasture #1, which I promptly jumped. That little itty bitty fence charger did nothing to stop me! They put the wire back up, got a bigger charger from the same neighbor with the gorgeous girl (that my Mom says is a mutt) and that didn't faze me either. In fact, I broke the wire when I pushed off of it with my big feet. Mom said she ordered a bigger charger, 150 mile, 3 joules, whatever that means. Says she's gonna fry my a$$, smoke my hair and learn me some durn manners. It ain't sounding good for me!
In the meantime, the neighbors de-num-numed their male dogs, but left the female intact, Mom says. That made her mad and she was ranting about the idiot neighbors and their ugly mutt, being a troublemaker, stupid and a whole lot of other words she says I can't say here. Personally I think that neighbor better watch out before Mom takes HIM to the vet and he comes back with no num-nums……..AND they have 4 boys.....all I know is those kiddos had better watch out for their num-nums too. Mom is dangerous!
Anyhoo…..the only place that I would stay in was Paris's backyard, so Mom and Dad ran a hot wire around Pasture #1, which I promptly jumped. That little itty bitty fence charger did nothing to stop me! They put the wire back up, got a bigger charger from the same neighbor with the gorgeous girl (that my Mom says is a mutt) and that didn't faze me either. In fact, I broke the wire when I pushed off of it with my big feet. Mom said she ordered a bigger charger, 150 mile, 3 joules, whatever that means. Says she's gonna fry my a$$, smoke my hair and learn me some durn manners. It ain't sounding good for me!
In the meantime, the neighbors de-num-numed their male dogs, but left the female intact, Mom says. That made her mad and she was ranting about the idiot neighbors and their ugly mutt, being a troublemaker, stupid and a whole lot of other words she says I can't say here. Personally I think that neighbor better watch out before Mom takes HIM to the vet and he comes back with no num-nums……..AND they have 4 boys.....all I know is those kiddos had better watch out for their num-nums too. Mom is dangerous!
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B&B Happy goats
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Hey Trip...Mel here, ...
between them tornatos... and your mom being on the hunt for num nums...it sounds like it's getting pretty dangerous in Texas. ! ...guess it's not any safer here, if ya think about it....I was here just gettin used to the place after two weeks, and my num nums were stolen ! I went to a place that was full of of my kinda fur friends, had a good time meeting everyone and bam ...I passed out on the table...woke up and hurt like never before.....yepper, I had them stolen, they were only three years old and never used.....sigh
....what's a guy gonna do 
geeezzz I'm gettin depressed thinking about it.
Well gotta go pester Missy, ...that chunky monkey has been flirtin with me again.... be careful and just lay low, your alpha lady already took two of your joules...... now she is gonna hit ya with THREE? ...
Man Trip, lay low dude....ya gotta watch out for them human women ! ....your BYH friend, Mel
between them tornatos... and your mom being on the hunt for num nums...it sounds like it's getting pretty dangerous in Texas. ! ...guess it's not any safer here, if ya think about it....I was here just gettin used to the place after two weeks, and my num nums were stolen ! I went to a place that was full of of my kinda fur friends, had a good time meeting everyone and bam ...I passed out on the table...woke up and hurt like never before.....yepper, I had them stolen, they were only three years old and never used.....sigh
....what's a guy gonna do geeezzz I'm gettin depressed thinking about it.Well gotta go pester Missy, ...that chunky monkey has been flirtin with me again.... be careful and just lay low, your alpha lady already took two of your joules...... now she is gonna hit ya with THREE? ...
Man Trip, lay low dude....ya gotta watch out for them human women ! ....your BYH friend, Mel
Bruce
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Baymule
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Mel, it's Trip. I can tell you one thing about that trip to the vet to get my num-nums lifted.....it REALLY made me MAD! I was so mad that I did my durndest to BITE ALL OF THEM. Yes sir, I was on a rampage. All doped up, could barely wobble, but I sure went after 'em! Hahaha I SKEERED the crap out them! That vet looked like a hopping rabbit, trying to get out my way. Heck, he shouldn't have been so dad-burned a-skeered, I had my rabies shot--HE gave it to me! It ain't like he wuz gonna get some disease or sumpin'. I wuz pretty dopey, I didn't catch none of 'em, but I had my jaws and teeth clicking like castanets. Then a couple of them nice girls, they called them vet techs, snuck up on me and put some kind of noose and a stick on my neck. Between me wobblin' and them pushin' and pullin', they got me to this cage and stuck me in it. I DID NOT like that cage, not even one teensy tiny little bit. I barked my mad dog bark at them.
When Mom and Dad got here to pick me up, them girls wouldn't even take me out of the cage and take me to the lobby. Nope, they brought Mom and Dad to the cage for them to get me out. There wuz this sign hangin' on the cage HE BITES. Mom wuz shocked, just astounded that I went after those num-num stealers. They opened the cage, boy wuz I ever glad to see my Mom! I wobbled out to the truck and Mom had to lift me up and help me get in the truck.
Home never looked so good. That is, until Mom brought out this confangled cone thing and put it over my head. All I wanted to do was lick my missing man parts! She said I wasn't supposed to do that. I dunno why, it was always ok before the BITE the VET visit. I laid out in the living room floor like a dead dog. I had to wear that durned cone unless Mom wuz lookin' at me. Finally she said I could lick my missing num-nums but there just weren't any joy in licking something that weren't there no more.
Last night wuz terrible! Lightening, thunder and torMATOES. In our house, we call 'em torMATOES because that's how our 2 year old grand daughter sez it. So there wuz torMATOES that come 12 miles from us. I am big and tough, but I ain't no match for a torMATO and even worse, THUNDER (shiver). Mom and Dad always let me in the house when there is a storm I feel safe with them and I go to sleep on the floor.
Mom said that Florida is HOT, so stay in the AC all you can. Don't forget to drink lots of water, we pant a lot, slobber and drool when it's so hot. Take care of yourself,
Trip
When Mom and Dad got here to pick me up, them girls wouldn't even take me out of the cage and take me to the lobby. Nope, they brought Mom and Dad to the cage for them to get me out. There wuz this sign hangin' on the cage HE BITES. Mom wuz shocked, just astounded that I went after those num-num stealers. They opened the cage, boy wuz I ever glad to see my Mom! I wobbled out to the truck and Mom had to lift me up and help me get in the truck.
Home never looked so good. That is, until Mom brought out this confangled cone thing and put it over my head. All I wanted to do was lick my missing man parts! She said I wasn't supposed to do that. I dunno why, it was always ok before the BITE the VET visit. I laid out in the living room floor like a dead dog. I had to wear that durned cone unless Mom wuz lookin' at me. Finally she said I could lick my missing num-nums but there just weren't any joy in licking something that weren't there no more.
Last night wuz terrible! Lightening, thunder and torMATOES. In our house, we call 'em torMATOES because that's how our 2 year old grand daughter sez it. So there wuz torMATOES that come 12 miles from us. I am big and tough, but I ain't no match for a torMATO and even worse, THUNDER (shiver). Mom and Dad always let me in the house when there is a storm I feel safe with them and I go to sleep on the floor.
Mom said that Florida is HOT, so stay in the AC all you can. Don't forget to drink lots of water, we pant a lot, slobber and drool when it's so hot. Take care of yourself,
Trip
Mike CHS
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CntryBoy777
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.....Hey boys!!....I guess I can still call ya that....even tho yo num-nums have got up and went.........but, I really shouldn't joke about that, I guess.....it's okay Trip....I don't blame ya at all....being in such a stooper after waking up in a strange place with strange smells and people around....would make any of us a little confused and scared....so, lashing out is understandable.....
....the other day, the old fart was hobbling around outside with me, when a van pulled into the drive and up to the house.....we were at the carport, so I took my position between Pops and the van....the driver opened the door and jumped out....well, I had all I could stand and my hair was standing on end I began to Bark, Snarl, and did my best to get to the fool....that old fart will fool ya....he can barely walk, but he can overpower me and hold me back.....so, somehow I ended up on my hind legs as I continued to let them know that they better stay put....right where they were.....that man's eyes were really Wide open and he jumped back in the van as fast as he jumped out...and he shut the door....then another man opened the sliding door and asked Pops if he was interested in their paper, something they said was a watchtower....whatever that is....Pops told him No and looked at me....that driver didn't even let the sliding door shut before he was hurrying out of the drive.....I guess I did what I was spose to, cause Pops told me I was a Good girl.....I just knew that someone was gonna have to go through me to get to Pops.....he can't run, but he sure treats me good and we have Fun most everyday....I have to go for now.....sure hope ya heal up well Trip and can get back to feeling as close to normal as ya can....and I'm sure Glad I don't have any of those num-num thangs if that is what they do to them....
