[OT] SD

Purrs that he finds his family.
Ann

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"Yowie" wrote in message
...
Last night, there were several heavy thunderstorms, and heavy (much needed
rain). It hasn't broken the horrid humidity yet, but at least the
temperature to go with the horrible humidity has lessened. It has made
getting a good night's sleep difficult what withthe thunder and Fluffy
barking her damn fool head off every time she hears it.

Anyway, this mornign as I was getting as I was getting in the car, I was
scared half to death by a cold wet thing touching my arm. I looked around
in
shock, and there was a big red nose, ginormous pink tongue, and two sad
brown eyes looking at me pleadingly.

I was staring at a very cold, wet and hungry big red Malumute. I hadn't
seen
him in the driveway when I was getting into the car, and was ever so
grateful that I had chosen not to close the door while I futzed around
with
my bag. Had I closed the door, I may not have seen him, and may have
easily
reversed over the poor guy.

He seemed friendly, but very cold and wet. I didn't want ot reverse the
with
him around, so I got back out of the car to call Joel to remove the dog.
As
I got out, SD took a step back and howled the very saddest, lonliest,
lostest doggy howl I have ever heard. Poor SD, I tried to reassure him.

Joel of course had developed male deafness this morning, so I had to open
the front door and goget him. But as I opened the front door, SD just
walked into the house just as casual as you please. He took one look at
Joel, who was still onthe lounge, licked his hand, and sat on his feet.
While Joel was still inthe middle of saying "What the ...?" SD, in an act
worth of Shmogg's best b*st*rd c*ttery, rolled over and allowed Joel to
rub
his rather soggy but none the less incredibly beautiful tummy.

Cary came running up and I pretty much had to crash tackle the poor little
guy, as I didn't know whether SD was OK with enthusiastic kids or not. But
SD sat back up, and cleaned Cary's face with one giant doggy lick. Cary
giggled and patted SD happily.

We dried SD down, and gave her a bowl of dog chow, which was devoured with
much enthusiasm.

The argument went like this:

"well, looks like we have another dog"

"no"

"Well, he just walked in like he was home, its fate"

"Someone must own him, he's worth a small fortune"

"Well,Ok, but what if he doesn't have an owner"

"We already have a dog"

"Fluffy could do with a friend"

"He needs heaps of grooming" (and demonstrated the reality of this by
plucking handful sof fur out)

"Thats OK, I can brush him"

"And will need far more walking than Fluff. Malumutes were bred for
pulling
sleds, you'll have to take him for a *run* every day"

"But look how good SD & Cary get along!"

"SD? You've already named him?"

"SD, Spare Dog."

male shaking head in utter disbelief

"Well its a start, we can name him later"

"We. Are. Not. Keeping. Him!"

"Not even if no-one claims him?"

"We don't need another dog"

"But he's soooo cute"

By now, SD is *snoring* on Joel's feet

"Well, he is a wonderful looking dog", Joel conceded

"So we are keeping him?"

"No."

So I made the necessary calls and the Ranger picked up SD this afternoon.

Please purr (or wag) that SD and his real family are reunited. He was
clearly a well-looked after, fed, groomed and well trained family-friendly
doggy who had probably gotten scared inthe storm and lost after the rain
washed away the scents dogs use to navigate. And worth at least $500. A
very
beautiful, strong but gentle and dignified creature, who I would have
loved
othave kept as my own. But that would have deprived his real family of his
friendship and loyalty.

Yowie

Kreisleriana wrote:
A MALEMUTE!!! WOW!!!

Purrs he gets home.
Mallies are one of my favorite dogs. They are outrageously sweet
(although they're huge, energetic, stubborn, and shed tons). Did he
talk to you? That's one of my great favorite things about Mallies.
They don't bark, they talk to you. They go "Wooo woooo! Woooooo!" in
cadences that sound incredibly like speech.

Is that right? From the breed name, I thought they would be quiet
dogs.

"Yowie" wrote in message
...
Last night, there were several heavy thunderstorms, and heavy (much needed
rain). It hasn't broken the horrid humidity yet, but at least the
temperature to go with the horrible humidity has lessened. It has made
getting a good night's sleep difficult what withthe thunder and Fluffy
barking her damn fool head off every time she hears it.

Anyway, this mornign as I was getting as I was getting in the car, I was
scared half to death by a cold wet thing touching my arm. I looked around
in
shock, and there was a big red nose, ginormous pink tongue, and two sad
brown eyes looking at me pleadingly.

I was staring at a very cold, wet and hungry big red Malumute. I hadn't
seen
him in the driveway when I was getting into the car, and was ever so
grateful that I had chosen not to close the door while I futzed around
with
my bag. Had I closed the door, I may not have seen him, and may have
easily
reversed over the poor guy.

He seemed friendly, but very cold and wet. I didn't want ot reverse the
with
him around, so I got back out of the car to call Joel to remove the dog.
As
I got out, SD took a step back and howled the very saddest, lonliest,
lostest doggy howl I have ever heard. Poor SD, I tried to reassure him.

Joel of course had developed male deafness this morning, so I had to open
the front door and goget him. But as I opened the front door, SD just
walked into the house just as casual as you please. He took one look at
Joel, who was still onthe lounge, licked his hand, and sat on his feet.
While Joel was still inthe middle of saying "What the ...?" SD, in an act
worth of Shmogg's best b*st*rd c*ttery, rolled over and allowed Joel to
rub
his rather soggy but none the less incredibly beautiful tummy.

Cary came running up and I pretty much had to crash tackle the poor little
guy, as I didn't know whether SD was OK with enthusiastic kids or not. But
SD sat back up, and cleaned Cary's face with one giant doggy lick. Cary
giggled and patted SD happily.

We dried SD down, and gave her a bowl of dog chow, which was devoured with
much enthusiasm.

The argument went like this:

"well, looks like we have another dog"

"no"

"Well, he just walked in like he was home, its fate"

"Someone must own him, he's worth a small fortune"

"Well,Ok, but what if he doesn't have an owner"

"We already have a dog"

"Fluffy could do with a friend"

"He needs heaps of grooming" (and demonstrated the reality of this by
plucking handful sof fur out)

"Thats OK, I can brush him"

"And will need far more walking than Fluff. Malumutes were bred for
pulling
sleds, you'll have to take him for a *run* every day"

"But look how good SD & Cary get along!"

"SD? You've already named him?"

"SD, Spare Dog."

male shaking head in utter disbelief

"Well its a start, we can name him later"

"We. Are. Not. Keeping. Him!"

"Not even if no-one claims him?"

"We don't need another dog"

"But he's soooo cute"

By now, SD is *snoring* on Joel's feet

"Well, he is a wonderful looking dog", Joel conceded

"So we are keeping him?"

"No."

So I made the necessary calls and the Ranger picked up SD this afternoon.

Please purr (or wag) that SD and his real family are reunited. He was
clearly a well-looked after, fed, groomed and well trained family-friendly
doggy who had probably gotten scared inthe storm and lost after the rain
washed away the scents dogs use to navigate. And worth at least $500. A
very
beautiful, strong but gentle and dignified creature, who I would have
loved
othave kept as my own. But that would have deprived his real family of his
friendship and loyalty.

Yowie


But, but, but, if no one claims him, can you take him back? (Great story,
by the way.)
kili

On Mon, 05 Mar 2007 21:16:28 -0500, Takayuki
yodeled:

Kreisleriana wrote:
A MALEMUTE!!! WOW!!!

Purrs he gets home.
Mallies are one of my favorite dogs. They are outrageously sweet
(although they're huge, energetic, stubborn, and shed tons). Did he
talk to you? That's one of my great favorite things about Mallies.
They don't bark, they talk to you. They go "Wooo woooo! Woooooo!" in
cadences that sound incredibly like speech.

Is that right? From the breed name, I thought they would be quiet
dogs.


Har! You'd think they were all male, too. :P

Theresa
Stinky Pictures: http://community.webshots.com/album/125591586JWEFwh

Make Levees, Not War

"Yowie" wrote in message
...
Last night, there were several heavy thunderstorms, and heavy (much needed
rain). It hasn't broken the horrid humidity yet, but at least the
temperature to go with the horrible humidity has lessened. It has made
getting a good night's sleep difficult what withthe thunder and Fluffy
barking her damn fool head off every time she hears it.

Anyway, this mornign as I was getting as I was getting in the car, I was
scared half to death by a cold wet thing touching my arm. I looked around
in
shock, and there was a big red nose, ginormous pink tongue, and two sad
brown eyes looking at me pleadingly.

I was staring at a very cold, wet and hungry big red Malumute. I hadn't
seen
him in the driveway when I was getting into the car, and was ever so
grateful that I had chosen not to close the door while I futzed around
with
my bag. Had I closed the door, I may not have seen him, and may have
easily
reversed over the poor guy.

He seemed friendly, but very cold and wet. I didn't want ot reverse the
with
him around, so I got back out of the car to call Joel to remove the dog.
As
I got out, SD took a step back and howled the very saddest, lonliest,
lostest doggy howl I have ever heard. Poor SD, I tried to reassure him.

Joel of course had developed male deafness this morning, so I had to open
the front door and goget him. But as I opened the front door, SD just
walked into the house just as casual as you please. He took one look at
Joel, who was still onthe lounge, licked his hand, and sat on his feet.
While Joel was still inthe middle of saying "What the ...?" SD, in an act
worth of Shmogg's best b*st*rd c*ttery, rolled over and allowed Joel to
rub
his rather soggy but none the less incredibly beautiful tummy.

Cary came running up and I pretty much had to crash tackle the poor little
guy, as I didn't know whether SD was OK with enthusiastic kids or not. But
SD sat back up, and cleaned Cary's face with one giant doggy lick. Cary
giggled and patted SD happily.

We dried SD down, and gave her a bowl of dog chow, which was devoured with
much enthusiasm.

The argument went like this:

"well, looks like we have another dog"

"no"

"Well, he just walked in like he was home, its fate"

"Someone must own him, he's worth a small fortune"

"Well,Ok, but what if he doesn't have an owner"

"We already have a dog"

"Fluffy could do with a friend"

"He needs heaps of grooming" (and demonstrated the reality of this by
plucking handful sof fur out)

"Thats OK, I can brush him"

"And will need far more walking than Fluff. Malumutes were bred for
pulling
sleds, you'll have to take him for a *run* every day"

"But look how good SD & Cary get along!"

"SD? You've already named him?"

"SD, Spare Dog."

male shaking head in utter disbelief

"Well its a start, we can name him later"

"We. Are. Not. Keeping. Him!"

"Not even if no-one claims him?"

"We don't need another dog"

"But he's soooo cute"

By now, SD is *snoring* on Joel's feet

"Well, he is a wonderful looking dog", Joel conceded

"So we are keeping him?"

"No."

So I made the necessary calls and the Ranger picked up SD this afternoon.

Please purr (or wag) that SD and his real family are reunited. He was
clearly a well-looked after, fed, groomed and well trained family-friendly
doggy who had probably gotten scared inthe storm and lost after the rain
washed away the scents dogs use to navigate. And worth at least $500. A
very
beautiful, strong but gentle and dignified creature, who I would have
loved
othave kept as my own. But that would have deprived his real family of his
friendship and loyalty.


You did the right thing, Yowie. His/her owners might be frantic and out
looking, I know I would have been. This way they have a good chance of
being reunited - although I suppose it wouldn't hurt to make enquiries after
a week or so just in case ;-)
I have no personal experience of Malamutes so can't say how suitable they
are for family life should you be tempted.
Given that the dog looks well fed and groomed and is well trained the
likelihood is that her family will be more than pleased to get her back.

Tweed

Yowie wrote:

Last night, there were several heavy thunderstorms, and heavy (much needed
rain). It hasn't broken the horrid humidity yet, but at least the
temperature to go with the horrible humidity has lessened. It has made
getting a good night's sleep difficult what withthe thunder and Fluffy
barking her damn fool head off every time she hears it.

Anyway, this mornign as I was getting as I was getting in the car, I was
scared half to death by a cold wet thing touching my arm. I looked around in
shock, and there was a big red nose, ginormous pink tongue, and two sad
brown eyes looking at me pleadingly.
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So I made the necessary calls and the Ranger picked up SD this afternoon.

Please purr (or wag) that SD and his real family are reunited. He was
clearly a well-looked after, fed, groomed and well trained family-friendly
doggy who had probably gotten scared inthe storm and lost after the rain
washed away the scents dogs use to navigate. And worth at least $500. A very
beautiful, strong but gentle and dignified creature, who I would have loved
othave kept as my own. But that would have deprived his real family of his
friendship and loyalty.

Yowie

I hope SD is already reunited with his family.
Best wishes,
Polonca and Soncek