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| halfaperson |
Mans Best FriendSeeing raveys pooch in the grumpy thread has prompted this. Firstly ravey, yeah cheers I take that as a compliment. I grew up with dogs and more specifically whippets. (and before those cheeky southern rascals throw in more northern stereotype comments, pigeons ferrets, flat caps, pies and Tetleys as well).We used to go to Dewsbury Dogs a lot (the canine ones not the Mathews types) and lots of my first ever memories are from Hunslet where we went a lot with the Greyhounds. I think a human being must have serious personality defects not to love dogs. There must be some tragic deprivation of the kindness and warmth gene in your dna pool if you cant love them. You must posses a meanness of spirit and have a truly selfish nature. Anyway H2 doesn’t like them and says we cant have one. We have talked about it and she has a point. We simply cant give one the time, dedication and commitment that they need. If you cant you shouldn’t have a dog. Anyone else got one? Tell us about him/her. I tell you what ive noticed over the years though. Since when have dogs become fashion accessories for the twat class? There’s more and more of em round our way. Ugly snarling brutish beasts and no idea how to keep dogs at all. This is one of our racers from about 1967, beautiful dog, once jumped of Castle hill steps (thats the Victorian folly that dominates Huddersfields South and can be seen all over the town and beyond for anybody who knows the place) thats about as high as an average house,landed on all fours and just got up and trotted off. 
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| raveydavey |
Chance as you've seen him before 
And Chance as we found him one morning, having got himself under the throws on the sofa.... 
He was my dad's dog and we think he's about 5 or 6 (he was a rescue dog). We wouldn't be without him now. He doesn't know it yet, but he's off to the vets tomorrow to get micro-tagged... 
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| halfaperson |
 Thats what Half2 wants me to be
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| raveydavey |
Well I won't mention what else mrs ravey enquired about for the poor lad. 
Needless to say, I've had to put my foot down... 
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| NE1 |
My first dog was a cocker-poo called Candy, she was gorgeous but she got ran over 
My second dog was a terrier-poo called Shaggy, she was equally gorgeous. When we left California we left her in the care of my uncle and his wife. For years I asked how she was (this was when snail mail was really the only form of communication) no-one was ever forth-coming. I found out later that they had taken her to the pound and never heard from her again. I never wanted another dog after that
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| halfaperson |
When we left California  . was banned from waccoe you . All very mysterious, yet slightly intriguing.Why pray tell
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| NE1 |
I wish to remain that mysterious, intriguing entity  
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| Gopher |
I`m sure she means snipped mate. 
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| raveydavey |
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| raveydavey |
More pics of Chance at my flickr site http://www.flickr.com/photos/8964340@N05/sets/72157616389719380/
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| NE1 |
Ravey, I do believe you love that dog more than you love Mrs Ravey
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| halfaperson |
Nice One ravey, they love it on the beach dont they. Looks like you had good weather in Scabby last week. There aint a better seaside place about when its like that. | ||
| raveydavey |
The Dog or The Wife? Who is your real friend? Put your dog and your wife in the boot of the car for an hour. When you open the boot, which one is really happy to see you?
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