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Show Us Your Pet Pictures

Thanks, Techie. Actually, we don't have Ella anymore. My wife and I went to visit some friends for a weekend in Iowa late Oct when I was 'released' by my surgeon, and had my parents watch her. My dad fell in love with her (and he isn't a pet lover) and when I went to pick her up, he asked if he could have her. Since he is retired and home with my mom (she has 'her' dog), it was hard to say no. He acts like a little kid with her :eek:, so it was a great decision for me to let them have her. Besides, she was in her dog kennel during the day when we were at work, and now she gets to play all day without worrying about being kenneled. It was a win-win for both my dad and Ella. They only live about 20 miles or so away, so we can see her anytime.
 
he is all tied up. to many feet.

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Man...good eye! Bach 37H (heavy bell) with Bach 1C Mouthpiece. Great horn!
 
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Pics of your pets.

got this idea from another forum i'm on. think it's a neat idea. i'll start.


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this is my cat Manny. he's a rescue and travels with me, when i travel for work. he's working on enjoying car rides. lol
 
Henry the Lion Hearted. Killer of squirrels and snakes he keeps the backyard safe for Stella the Wonder Dog.




Stella had a cameo role in my recent Pinlock video.

 
This is my boy Brutis, going on 7 years old and spoiled rotten. Hes my shadow whenever hes near me. We did some training and he is now a certified therapy dog and has been in quite a few Nursing and Retirement homes. He quite a nice surprise to people who are used to seeing the same old nurses and staff day in and day out :) And Brutis of course eats up the attention like crazy.

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I've seen the magic a therapy pooch can have on a soul that lives in a nursing home etc. They can melt even the most crabby of folks living under such situations. It's so good of you to take the time out of your day to share such a special soul with the folks that need it the most. I thank you for that. Bless you .
This is my boy Brutis, going on 7 years old and spoiled rotten. Hes my shadow whenever hes near me. We did some training and he is now a certified therapy dog and has been in quite a few Nursing and Retirement homes. He quite a nice surprise to people who are used to seeing the same old nurses and staff day in and day out :) And Brutis of course eats up the attention like crazy.

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This is Elegant, my wonderful off-track baby.
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Aramis (little dog) who I've raised since puppyhood and prefers anyone else in the family. Lucy (big dog) is technically a foster dog, but at 13ish she's probably not going anywhere.
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And then there's my husband's cat Polly, who I like to refer to as Cute-and-Vicious.
 
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August 11th, I was approaching the driveway with a fully loaded bike when returning from the HU event in NC. As I neared my turn, I saw this very small dog standing in the middle of the road. "A Chihuahua", I thought. Turns out I was right. He was underweight and covered with fleas. No collar, but a mark where there used to be one. Don't know if he escaped from somewhere or he was purposely turned loose. My thought is the latter. Anyway, this is him chilling with Shredder (formerly known as Baby). Can't be much more than a puppy. We've named him Minion.

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I don't have any pets right now, though my girlfriend does have an incredibly fat cat who likes to go after the Wii pointer finger....

This was my dog, Gavin. Had him right from a pup until he was about 11 years old, then cancer caught up with him and we had to have him put to sleep in January 2011. The absolute worst day of my life.
He could run for days in his younger years, and got into all kinds of trouble with my Grandfather's basset hound. Maple syrup season was his favorite time of year, he'd spend all day back in the bush with whoever was back there tearing around. He could be "gone" for half an hour, but one good call and he'd be by your side in no time.

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