Dante's Stalker
"Outrun this!"
Fun thread is F.U.N.
And I don't make that many interesting threads SO!
Show off your pets in this thread. You can go as detailed about your pets' details as you want. I know some people view their pets as part of the family.
PLEASE NOTE: Pictures with your posts are COMPULSORY! We wanna see how cute/beautiful/extraordinary your pet(s) is/are.
Here's my latest pup. Be warned, he's the fugliest little thing I've ever bought. A lot of people thought he was an oversized rat when he was a puppy, he fit snug as a bug in the palm of my hand when I first got him.
Name: Bokkie (that means 'deer' in my language)
Petnames: Bokchop (yes, as in a piece of meat chop), rot (rat), vieslik (ugly) - all said in indearing tones, of course, mostly from me.
Breed: Miniature Doberman (I wanted a Chihuahua - he was the next best thing and I have no patience to wait for the actual breed to come in-store)
Age: Er...9 years in human years. I dunno, I think he's like a great-grandpa in dog years.
Tricks: Jumping on the couch, standing next to you with his face inches from yours, and willing the food with his eyes to magically leap from your fork into his mouth.
Funnies: He used to attack my little brother's toes. It freaked my bro out. MUAHAHA!!! XDDDD
Facts: He thinks he's a lion. He challenged my stafford shire terrier. Lunatic, I tell ya.
Love-life: Jack-Russel meets Mini-Rat = the most precious puppies. Because they all looked like their mommy, and not their dad. Thanks the Graces.
Short history: It wasn't first love at first sight with us. I had his sister in my arms the whole time I wandered around the pet store, until I finally decided I don't want a mess when she goes on heat and went for little mister instead. The first week home was hell.
He'd wake me up four to five times throughout the night and I'd have to take him out into the FREEZING night to do his business. And he bloody well took a stroll in the park every single time. At the end of the week, I took him back to the petstore because I was trying to cram for my final exams (graduation year, pressure, y'know?) and I was totally knackered and couldn't take it anymore. Two days later I went to fetch him again, because I felt guilty for ditching him (he was still mine, since I paid for him, I just needed the bloody break and my dad was an ass with not helping me at all).
From thereon our friendship just blossomed. He wouldn't listen to me when I told him to get off the couch when I was eating. He marked my computer chair. Luckily he missed my computer. I caught him munching down on some garden snails and never allowed him to lick/sniff me (or my daughter) ever again, and when I woke up one morning with some disgusting white stuff on my bed after he'd slept on my bed with me, he was banished from ever entering my room ever again.
He still loved me though. He tried to hide in my bag everytime I packed to go visit my then boyfriend, which was every two or three months for a couple of weeks to a couple of months at most.
I also spent a whole months' allowance to buy him a little doggy bed to make amends and get him to sleep in my room again, because my room was haunted and he was my little siren, and I had this beautiful pink fleece blanket I bought on one of my trips. I found it dragged outside with the other dogs. I never wanted to use it again, so I gave it to him to make his little bed. That was over 6 years ago. It is also that disgusting pink thing you see in the photo. Don't worry, I told my parents to get rid of it. I mean, YUCK. Doggy blankets aren't supposed to be kept forever, y'know! Bleah.
I've got a pic of my first dog, my stafford shire terrier, but I'll come post it here when I can find it.
And I don't make that many interesting threads SO!
Show off your pets in this thread. You can go as detailed about your pets' details as you want. I know some people view their pets as part of the family.
PLEASE NOTE: Pictures with your posts are COMPULSORY! We wanna see how cute/beautiful/extraordinary your pet(s) is/are.
Here's my latest pup. Be warned, he's the fugliest little thing I've ever bought. A lot of people thought he was an oversized rat when he was a puppy, he fit snug as a bug in the palm of my hand when I first got him.
Name: Bokkie (that means 'deer' in my language)
Petnames: Bokchop (yes, as in a piece of meat chop), rot (rat), vieslik (ugly) - all said in indearing tones, of course, mostly from me.
Breed: Miniature Doberman (I wanted a Chihuahua - he was the next best thing and I have no patience to wait for the actual breed to come in-store)
Age: Er...9 years in human years. I dunno, I think he's like a great-grandpa in dog years.
Tricks: Jumping on the couch, standing next to you with his face inches from yours, and willing the food with his eyes to magically leap from your fork into his mouth.
Funnies: He used to attack my little brother's toes. It freaked my bro out. MUAHAHA!!! XDDDD
Facts: He thinks he's a lion. He challenged my stafford shire terrier. Lunatic, I tell ya.
Love-life: Jack-Russel meets Mini-Rat = the most precious puppies. Because they all looked like their mommy, and not their dad. Thanks the Graces.
Short history: It wasn't first love at first sight with us. I had his sister in my arms the whole time I wandered around the pet store, until I finally decided I don't want a mess when she goes on heat and went for little mister instead. The first week home was hell.
He'd wake me up four to five times throughout the night and I'd have to take him out into the FREEZING night to do his business. And he bloody well took a stroll in the park every single time. At the end of the week, I took him back to the petstore because I was trying to cram for my final exams (graduation year, pressure, y'know?) and I was totally knackered and couldn't take it anymore. Two days later I went to fetch him again, because I felt guilty for ditching him (he was still mine, since I paid for him, I just needed the bloody break and my dad was an ass with not helping me at all).
From thereon our friendship just blossomed. He wouldn't listen to me when I told him to get off the couch when I was eating. He marked my computer chair. Luckily he missed my computer. I caught him munching down on some garden snails and never allowed him to lick/sniff me (or my daughter) ever again, and when I woke up one morning with some disgusting white stuff on my bed after he'd slept on my bed with me, he was banished from ever entering my room ever again.
He still loved me though. He tried to hide in my bag everytime I packed to go visit my then boyfriend, which was every two or three months for a couple of weeks to a couple of months at most.
I also spent a whole months' allowance to buy him a little doggy bed to make amends and get him to sleep in my room again, because my room was haunted and he was my little siren, and I had this beautiful pink fleece blanket I bought on one of my trips. I found it dragged outside with the other dogs. I never wanted to use it again, so I gave it to him to make his little bed. That was over 6 years ago. It is also that disgusting pink thing you see in the photo. Don't worry, I told my parents to get rid of it. I mean, YUCK. Doggy blankets aren't supposed to be kept forever, y'know! Bleah.
I've got a pic of my first dog, my stafford shire terrier, but I'll come post it here when I can find it.
