Awwww, look at him (or her)! I think that's the most excited I've ever seen anything over a leaf pile, be they man or beast.
Locking you up on radar since '09Some dickheads in Romania are ordering mass caninecide of stray dogs, I heard.
My President is Funny Valentine.One of our dogs used to like playing in leaf piles, and another would nap on leaves in the driveway *. Current dog does not care about leaves, but tends to drag them inside with him.
edited 22nd Sep '13 6:49:17 PM by MikeK
Heh, in an internet article, there was a comment thread went like this:
Back in my days, we only had 150 Pokémon!
Back in my day, we only have to make do with Tamagotchi!
Bah! Back in my day we had to train our pet dogs to fight off the wolves and bears. Let's see your pokey monsters do that yer whippersnapper.
Back in my day we didn't even have pets to fend off wolves and bears. We had to wrestle them and make them our slaves. That showed dem bears.
Hehe.
I like to imagine that domestication of dogs at least involved some epic wolf-whippin'.
I'm a (socialist) professional writer serializing a WWII alternate history webnovel.HA! Murkey.. me and little pony watched that video the other night We were both squeeing over the cute doggy.
Devypu's~ Big Pony :3Saw kind of a cute dog/human interaction on the way to work the other day that reminded me of something my dog would do - a man was walking his dog down the street, as a woman was sitting on the ground and digging through her bag, apparently looking for a lighter for her cigarette. The dog excitedly comes over to greet her, because obviously the only reason a human would ever be on the ground would be that they want to pet, cuddle, and/or play with dogs. If you're wondering, the woman ignored the dog, the owner pulled him away, and the dog didn't seem that put out by it all.
edited 2nd Oct '13 6:33:33 PM by MikeK
Necro!
So, I'm writing a fantasy story where the main character is a super soldier created by mixing in some dog DNA (it doesn't make a lick of a sense, I know, but hey, what soft sci-fi/fantasy stories are for?). He has a highly acute sense of hearing and scent, and good at tracking down and hunting targets down.
In addition, he is fiercely loyal to his superiors, even though they sometimes treat him like crap and that their actions go against his principles and ideals. One of the main conflict of the story arises from his conflicting loyalty.
What are some subtle dog-like behaviors that this kind of character might exhibit?
I'm a (socialist) professional writer serializing a WWII alternate history webnovel.Hmm...I wonder if this really is the case for dogs.
I'm a (socialist) professional writer serializing a WWII alternate history webnovel.Necro, because, Hell, dogs are awesome.
Water loving dogs!
Man, one day, I want to swim with a dog, preferably with a golden retriever. I wonder how that would feel.
Say, does anyone know if Pointer dogs like water?
I'm a (socialist) professional writer serializing a WWII alternate history webnovel.I love cats, but dogs love on you when you come home from being away for so long. Here's what cats do: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n1bo98838hs
edited 11th Nov '13 9:34:09 AM by BaconManiac5000
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseOne of the coolest dog related Cracked articles.
Ridgebacks are Navy SEAL of dogs, huh? Neat.
I'm a (socialist) professional writer serializing a WWII alternate history webnovel.My roommate's dog had her puppies this morning. They're adorable.
People are mirrors. If you smile, a smile will be reflected.Puppies!
Also I think English bulldogs are the cutests motherfuckers ever.
Them jowls.
Oh really when?They're shih tzu puppies. Seeing as how they're not even 12 hours old yet, they're just blindly squirming around and squeaking.
People are mirrors. If you smile, a smile will be reflected.Aaawwwwwwww.
"We'll take the next chance, and the next, until we win, or the chances are spent."So cute.
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseMy dog is 10-11 years old now, and has cancer.
Not sure how I'm gonna deal with losing him, which is inevitable by this point.
edited 10th Dec '14 11:41:15 PM by dRoy
I'm a (socialist) professional writer serializing a WWII alternate history webnovel.As I type, my dog is currently sunbathing near the front door while keeping watch for the mail man.
I have two dogs. One, Indy, is a young, cheerful, intelligent and friendly Poodle/Shih-Tzu cross. He loves everyone and everything, and loves to play.
The other, Pepper, is a tiny, skinny, 6 year old shih-tzu/probably maltese cross who is afraid of everything, including loud noises, men, new people in general, the waves, and generally the whole damn world. If startled, she will retreat to a dark nook, a habit we call "caving".
Both are rescue dogs, but we heavily suspect Pepper was a dog at a puppy mill while Indy seems to have had a fine life. He is steadily bringing her out of her shell, has taught her how to play (at first, she seemed bewildered by the concept of toys...or 'outside', for that matter) and they are now inseparable.
...There should be a point to this, so it's this: Get a rescue dog. It might not make much difference to you, but it makes a hell of a difference to them.
Everybody's all "Jerry's old and feeble" till they see him run down a skyscraper and hijack a helicopter mid-flight.I've got an almost 5 year old Shih-Tzu/Poodle mix named Joey. Cute, lovable, and possibly a bit crazy(he'll only eat his food from a small paper plate these days). Black with a white spot on his chest, and going gray as the years go on.
Blog link
Randomly ran across this.