maccabonga
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Different canaries
ARRSE Kennel Club - A Dog Owners Thread
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Sexton Blake
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Teeblerone
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Thank you. I never knew how to spell beurm.NOT NOW KATO!
Have you tried distracting him with a beurm or a minkey?
Teeblerone
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how about 'lee-seine-se' ?
NOT NOW KATO!
Have you tried distracting him with a beurm or a minkey?
Unfortunately there's no distracting him. He wants to murder me.
Teeblerone
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Assuming you didn't hoof him in the knackers or nicked his bone when you first met, that is sad, you seem to be a Mightily Good Egg and Friend Of Dogs.
Unfortunately there's no distracting him. He wants to murder me.
We can't always compensate for previous trauma. Hope you become pals!
My old collie-x also ate a whopping amount of Stilton. The posh stuff. Even the wrapper. The aftermath was awful, for all of us.
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Cheesed off
I was. Then even more as he sprayed everything in the garden with the foulest-smelling crap for a day of two.
Then I started to feel sorry for him on about day four as he looked so miserable. As he had fully regained his appetite by then, I soon packed that in. And mourned the loss of my cheese.
God I loved that dog.
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Aye no matter what they do they get round you
Apparently he's just plain psycho to anyone not in the immediate family. Makes for an excellent guard dog.
The Assassin
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It''s USA, so Kato not Cato. Kato was Batman oriental, Cato was our beloved Burt Kwok Pink Panther. I hope @Ritch gets his commupence, and perishes painfullyNOT NOW KATO!
Have you tried distracting him with a beurm or a minkey?
She is still with you, just in spirit. Same here remembering the good times.
Lardbeast
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Like is for a Beautiful Princess.
Know the feeling. Everything reminds me of my guys who are no longer with me. Some days are really shit.
Lardbeast
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Back in the mid-1990s we were the household staff for a beagle and a brown mongrel. One Sunday the Honourable Hidden One made a pile of profiteroles for tea, which would be after a walk with friends. We came back to find the fridge door open and most of the profiteroles inside the beagle, some had fallen down the back and out of his reach (difficult as he once chewed threough the Ma-in-law's handjob to get at a bar of chocolate. The other one was a cheese freak and had eaten a half-pound bar, plastic wrapper and all. Absolutely no problems from each...
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Freudian slip? Yea verily, the mind doth boggle.
