Everybody dies, Tracey. Someone's carrying a bullet for you right now, doesn't even know it. The trick is to die of old age before it finds you.

Mal ,'The Message'


Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


Beverly - Apr 09, 2011 12:35:55 pm PDT #19429 of 30000
Days shrink and grow cold, sunlight through leaves is my song. Winter is long.

"Can you confine your dog and block the tv for the convenience of our baby?"

"I'm sorry, were you under the impression this was *your* house? This is my dog. This is my tv. This is my house. You're all welcome, but the dog lives here and the tv is on when the people who live here want it on."


smonster - Apr 09, 2011 12:40:45 pm PDT #19430 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Oy vey on the inconsiderate guests. Ridiculous.

I have a date with a girl! I've forgotten how to dress for dates with girls. Will ponder in shower.


Ginger - Apr 09, 2011 12:42:06 pm PDT #19431 of 30000
"It didn't taste good. It tasted soooo horrible. It tasted like....a vodka martini." - Matilda

I know where there's a dogless, TV-less environment. Your house!


Barb - Apr 09, 2011 12:44:14 pm PDT #19432 of 30000
“Not dead yet!”

"Why, didn't you know? I live to corrupt your child with mindless broadcast twaddle and infect it with numerous doggy germs that will never ever wash off and render them incapable of ever attracting a mate."


WindSparrow - Apr 09, 2011 1:21:26 pm PDT #19433 of 30000
Love is stronger than death and harder than sorrow. Those who practice it are fierce like the light of stars traveling eons to pierce the night.

Ok, having neither dogs nor children, I am a firm believer in careful supervision of any interaction between pets and babies. And I get that some parents prefer to keep little ones tv-free (a valid choice, and one that I might make if I ever had a kid). But that, of course, brings us back to getting either a babysitter or a playpen. If I were playing a game, I imagine it would be somewhat difficult to provide the level of supervision (at least as much to protect the animal as to protect the kid) that I see as optimal. Put the kid in a playpen, and that should at least slow things down between pet and kid enough that I could pay some attention to the game at hand. What's that? The only place there is room to set up the playpen is in full view of the tv? Horrors, what shall we do? Say, host, would you happen to have a blanket or sheet I can drape over the side of the playpen facing the tv? Next time I'll have to remember to bring one myself. Oh, thanks ever so.

Seriously, these people are pushing it.


beekaytee - Apr 09, 2011 1:26:13 pm PDT #19434 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant

Andi makes an even better point about the potential for split attention and inadequate supervision.

It gripes my gizzard when folks at the park get more wrapped up in the social interaction than they supervise their dogs.

So yeah. How focused can you be playing a strategy game when you also have a baby to look after. This is not to say that parents can't do everything they want to, but I don't think I could pay attention to both.

But, in truth, I'm rubbish at splitting my attention.


Fred Pete - Apr 09, 2011 1:46:47 pm PDT #19435 of 30000
Ann, that's a ferret.

Thank you for the thoughts for Chloe. She's the second FOHA shelter cat to pass away since we started volunteering.

First, Coco got through his vet appointment fine. He cooperated fairly well, for him. Which means he let the tech weigh him and the vet look in his eye with a lot of hissing and very little use of claws and teeth. We haz Terramycin again.

Theresa, the lead volunteer for feline medical matters, arrived at 7:30. Chloe was put in the new "comfort room" that the vet added during a recent expansion. She fought against the sedative for a good 20-30 minutes while Theresa, Hubs, and I petted her. She even bathed herself a little and bathed Hubs once or twice. She finally calmed down, and the vet gave her the final injection.

Chloe was at our shelter exactly one year. We rescued her from a local public shelter where she'd been abandoned (after her humans had had her for 9 years) because of "allergies." She was high on the PTS (put to sleep) list (because she was an older black cat and considered nearly unadoptable) when we got her. She will be remembered for her Lane Bryant-model looks (so described in her write-up) and sassy diva-like ways.


smonster - Apr 09, 2011 1:56:25 pm PDT #19436 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

I'm glad you were there for Chloe throughout, and at the end.


beekaytee - Apr 09, 2011 2:11:22 pm PDT #19437 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant

Bless you both for making the end of her life filled with love and comfort. Godspeed Chloe.


DavidS - Apr 09, 2011 2:59:10 pm PDT #19438 of 30000
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."

We used to ask Emmett's godmother to put their dog away when we came over. I didn't think it was that big of a deal. The dog was biggish, untrained and rambunctious (but sweet). But Emmett was a toddler and the dog would knock him down, and hard, multiple times. He was getting hurt every time we came over.

Also, the dog would steal food off your plate if you weren't constantly vigilant. She was a sneaky, fearless, bearded collie that needed an entire herd of sheep to keep her entertained.

I don't think the guest has the right to ask for accommodations, but it's incumbent on the host to make them comfortable.

I do believe if the dog's not trained and jumping on people then it's on the owners to ensure the dog isn't all over the guests. If that means crating him for a couple hours then that isn't exactly going to hurt the dog.

I don't think...

But in an attempt to mitigate that, we tell EVERYONE - push him down if you don't want him.

...this is okay. Nobody should have to push Ollie off a dozen times. That's your responsibility as owners to keep him off, not theirs.