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I miss my kitty cat but I don't miss the litter or the cat hair. Anyway, my daughter has a cat, dog, and chameleon, so there is no lack of animal activity. Lol. But I have to say we miss the greetings of my beautiful cat that died about two years ago. You know how they run to the door when you get home?
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I still miss my beautiful Cavalier King Charles Spaniel Molly. She was a sweet and gentle girl who loved to snuggle. I have a Yorkie now. I love her dearly, but she's not well house broken. I clean accidents every day.....she won't poop outside. She uses pee pads but still misses the mark.
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Awwww......my daughter is like a pet whisperer. I can ask her if she has any tips for dogs that won't poop outside. Her chihuahua had a hard time pooping too. Even outside, if he is watched he won't poop. He needs complete privacy.
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We had a dog named Ginger for about twelve years, she was a sweetheart. We adopted our son's bird after we bird sat for him when he went on vacation, he didn't get it back, we fell in love. Tweety (I know, not very original) used to watch basketball with my husband, the sound of the sneakers squeaking on the floor attracted his attention, he would sing up a storm when he heard them, also loved to hear a cd we had with the song "Crazy" on it. He's buried in a little Tupperware container out in my garden. I have to admit he loved my husband more than me, even though I kept him fed and cleaned his cage.
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zeke wrote:
Awwww......my daughter is like a pet whisperer. I can ask her if she has any tips for dogs that won't poop outside. Her chihuahua had a hard time pooping too. Even outside, if he is watched he won't poop. He needs complete privacy.
I would appreciate any tips your daughter has. The funny thing is my dog knows she's done something wrong but still won't poop outside.
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Ok....I'll check with her....
I sent daughter a note but she takes a while to get back sometimes.
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teluog wrote:
We had a dog named Ginger for about twelve years, she was a sweetheart. We adopted our son's bird after we bird sat for him when he went on vacation, he didn't get it back, we fell in love. Tweety (I know, not very original) used to watch basketball with my husband, the sound of the sneakers squeaking on the floor attracted his attention, he would sing up a storm when he heard them, also loved to hear a cd we had with the song "Crazy" on it. He's buried in a little Tupperware container out in my garden. I have to admit he loved my husband more than me, even though I kept him fed and cleaned his cage.
teluog.....Tweety was blessed to have you. 🐦