Ruffian got loose once with 15 feet of rope trailing her and I chased her, and I'm fat damnit, 2 miles down railroad tracks. When she hit her first road she hung a left and headed towards the pulp mill, I had given up at that point, and was so mad I didn't care who got her because I was gonna kill her anyways, make a fat person run. Only to have a nice man in a welding truck drive up to me and ask if I wanted some help, I told him if you can catch her you can keep her, I ment it too. He pulled slowly up to her and didn't even get his feet out of the truck and she was jumping in, OMG I wanted to die, kill her then die, he pulled up to me and gave her back. I walked her to the UFA, a gas company, where my mom picked us up, and I didn't kill her, but I really wanted to, she was just so darn cute I couldn't.
oh yes ...... ~ 2 yers ago i spent alll halloween day cooking a pot roast. went with the kids and the dog out trick or treating, came home and took the pot roast out of the pot. went to go do a quick something in the other room .. come back and there is scout in the living room with the whole roast in her mouth munching away. you bet i wanted to kill her that night.
You are telling me?.....Remember I take stock in band-aids! So If I am not wearing a band-aid.....I am stepping in poop of course bear footed in the middle of the nite or better yet....getting ready for work and step in a wet spot with my socks on. LOL D
Oh I still see the accident like it was yeasterday...Well really it was the kids and dog I wanted to kill. We were refinishing aTeak hard wood floor and had the doors wide open for ventalation and little stepping boards where we could still walk through the living rooon with out messing the finish on the floor up.
Well the boys were outside and playing chase with Duchess and a big German Shepherd named Rebel. Duchess never came in the house with out being invited she always stopped short at the step. Well one of the boys came hop scotching through the living room and Rebel an 100 pound GSD came barreling though , loosing his grip and sliding, digging toe nails all the way across the room! Yes I thought my hubbie was going to kill everyone in site.He said why dont we just get a chain and beat the @#$^&%& out of the teak floor! Well we still live in the house and our couch covers most of the scratch but I see a few lines of toenail print peeking out at me and still think of that day!LOL! Course its allot funnier now.
Ohhhh...I still remember the time Coda ripped up my sister's all time favourite teddy bear. My sister was crying so hard...so Coda looked up at her, cocked his head to one side, and tried to look as innocent and cute as he could.
It was so funny! My sister crying, a mauled teddy bear in her hand, and Coda staring sullenly up at her...
Lol I think all of my dogs have been on my Sh** list at least once. Linkin tops the list! When he first came to us it was to be a temperary foster since the shelter was so full. He stayed with us for 3 dasy befor I went back and officially adopted him. I had no idea what I was getting myself into by adopting a hound. We took the boat out to go fishing one day and decided to take Linkin along for the trip. He did really good most of the day, untill we passed by a small patch of land that had become mating grounds for all types of birds. Now this was in Flroida fresh water which meant Alligators! The sun had already started to set and feeding time was upon us. Without any warning Linkin dove into the water and started swimming towards the island. With the size of the boat we couldn't get close enough to get out of the boat, and I wasn't about to swim to him. We sat out there for 30 minutes trying to lure him back to the boat, all the while he's barking and chasing birds! I was so mad I was about to just leave him there, untill all the comotion attrackted a lovely 2 ft gator. My dad looked at me and said you know the old saying...."where there's a baby, mommy's not to far behind" Without thinking I jumped behind the wheel, lifted the motor as high as it would go and threw it into gear. I beached the boat and finally got Linkin back in. We had to sit there for 3 hours waiting for high tide so we could get off the beach. Linkin NEVER went back out on the boat agin.
all of my dogs have been on the s*** list too. But Adrianna really makes me nuts sometimes. Everytime she is in heat she finds a way to escape her kennel. (she is in heat now and we don't want to breed her as she just had a litter in april)
This time we had to move our male 2 kennels down and switch him with our spayed female so if she got into the kennel she obviously couldn't get bred and the other female wouldn't fight with her.
Well lastnight, I come back from the barn and here she is in the other kennel, hole in the middle fence that she squeezed herself through. So now we have her tied to the kennel post in her own kennel. Pretty sad when they have to be kenneled and tied!
Lastnight I asked her if she wanted to go hunting.....Lol, I was mad! A husky hunting, yeah right, you know what I was thinking. After I said it I laughed at her and said, you pi$$ me off so much sometimes! But you are lucky I love ya! She just looked at me and did her husky howl. She sure knows how to get me!
Well I have one for each of my dogs...but Peyton's tops the list.
We crate trained Peyton, and one day we had to go out for a few hours so we put her in her crate. Now mind you this is one of those metal wire crates with a pull out tray for cleaning. So to make a story short, when we got home it was an unbelievable sight...Peyton had rocked and kicked the crate so much that the tray came out the bottom, which left her in her crate on my carpeted floor. So she took her frustrations out on it...and let me tell you the whole area under the crate was shredded all the way to the plywood. I was sure my husband was going to kill her. (I still have the holes in my carpet) :)
Echo almost got killed by me and my husband on more than one occasion but the one that sticks out is the most recent. When our female sibe went into heat, Echo completely went bonkers. Whining and crying, and acting a fool. You would have thought he had no training at all. Then there was the time he stole the chinese food off the counter..and being that Sibes have sensitive stomachs, it didn't sit to well and he had the runs. But not outside...he did it all around my dining room table, in a complete circle.
King hasn't been with us long enough to have done a "I'm going to kill you" type of thing, with exception to his howling and whining in the middle of the night.
Adrianna is an outside dog for a reason. When we would crate her (those crates the USDA has approved for shipping dogs in planes) she would go so nuts! Well on more than one occasion she managed to pop the door off and break the crate apart (the top off the bottom). I am suprized she has not managed to hurt herself on one of her escaping expeditions! I was going to call the USDA and mention to them this may not be the best crate to ship dogs in as mine seems to find her way to break it apart. LMAO, I wonder what they would say to that!
Ruffian, you totally crack me up! Make a fat person run... damnit... that's hilarious the way you worded all that. I probably would have wanted to kill her too. Did she know how mad she made you or was she just like that was fun lets do it again?
I haven't had mine long enough yet to have anything like that happen, but I really enjoy reading all of your stories. Good thing we can't stay mad at them long with those "puppy dog eyes" melting our hearts all over again. :)
Awww... little Lucy is the most recent one in the "dog house"... She reminded me why I don't buy nice things for my house with so many dogs. I happen to find a comforter on sale at JC Penney's (thank goodness it was like 75% off or I would have cried later). Lucy has NEVER chewed anything in her life. Even as a puppy she only played with HER toys. She decided the day I put the new comforter on the bed that she'd try out the chewing thing. She's always had more freedom than everyone else because she's so well behaved. Well, my little angel decided at 18 months that she would chew little tiny holes all over the comforter. Looked like swiss cheese when she was done... I pulled the stuffing out and gave it to her as her new dog bed... :) At least it was about the same price as a dog bed...
When ruffian was a pup, until she was at least 3 she didn't care if you were mad at her, as long as you still fed her she was and is happy. Now she tells on herself if she does something, she acts all guilty, and if she did something I don't know about I will say "what did you do" and her head goes down and she knows I knows, if she didn't do anything she looks at me like what chew talkin' 'bout?? She is a typical shiba.
2 years ago went to France to visit some relatives, spent 3 days in Paris and bought myself a nice pair of shoes. Less than 1 month after returning, one of my doxies chewed them. I still have them in my closet though! Can't bring myself to throw them away!
My husky got loose on one of thoe wet sleety hailing days and I had to chase her across horse,sheep and cow farms and I was soaked. I was so mad I really thought about jsut going home. people were probally driving by not even seeing the dog since she was so far ahead,and pointing and laughing at the crazy women.
My precious little Max a miniature Schnauzer, got into the garbage can, not just any garbage can it was the one in my teenage daughter's bathroom full of all their femine products (It was that time of the month)...well, we had gone out for the evening, and when we came home and mind you we had a guest with us, I opened the front door to my house only to find a masacre of used tampons & pads, chewed to shreds. They were all the way from the front door to the girls bathroom door....It looked like a murder scene......It was the worst sight I have ever seen. I was so embarrased because we had a house guest!!!...At that point, I wanted to kill my precious baby Max!!
i once took kuma to the park while we were coming home from the flea market and when i opened the back door to put on his leash and let him out, he just bolted out of the car and ran full speed into the semi-enclosed baseball field. shibas are horrible at recall, and mine thought we were playing chase, so whenever i got near him he would run away even faster.
my bf is a soccer player, so i made him run after kuma but he just couldn't catch up. i got the turkey leg i bought at the flea market and started throwing it at kuma, hoping he'd stop and eat it so we could catch him. so people in the park were gawking at my boyfriend who was running to catch this little brown thing zooming around the field, and also staring at me, who was sceaming KUMA!! KUMAAA!! and throwing something at that little brown thing.
it was absolutely horrible, esp in 75 degree weather. we finally caught him when he stopped to take a poop.
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Riley used to have this habit of drinking from the toilet. One day I heard him in there, went in to tell him no, he looked up at me and had diahrrea dripping from his mouth. I screamed and tried to get him to stop and he put his head back in for one last dip. AHHHH!!!! I wanted to kill my mother for not flushing.
I brushed his teeth out a few times, threw that toothbrush out, then stuck him outside for a few hours to let the mouth air out.
Needless to say, I think all the yelling and almost me in tears convinced Riley to never drink from the toilet again.
We have a baby gate at the bottom of our stairs, not only for the kids, but we used it for my boxer. We had to go to the store, so I closed our bedroom door and we put up the babygate, and we left Tyson out, he usually does well out of his crate. We when we came home, about 45 minutes later, Tyson was nowhere to be found, on the main floor. I went upstairs and the little bugger, had opened our bedroom door, pulled the covers back and was alseep on our bed.