Lets see those dogs!!! And cats or whatever pets you have

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Lost him last year Sept 19 after 14 years.......he was big....he was mean........always ready to pick a fight.....and I miss him.

Sorry for your loss Brother...

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Lost him last year Sept 19 after 14 years.......he was big....he was mean........always ready to pick a fight.....and I miss him.

Good looking' family member there!!! Big and mean, but I'll bet he always met YOU with wagging tail and yelps of excitement!!! We never get used to them being gone from us. We just soldier on. They would want us to!!!

I love my Doggies. I even have a t-shirt that reads "DOGS - cause people suck!"

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Lost him last year Sept 19 after 14 years.......he was big....he was mean........always ready to pick a fight.....and I miss him.

Sorry Buddy!

I know @Shack needs this shirt

This dog has passed away now, but the cat he is using as a pillow is my cat Buddy... who was a fraction of this dogs size, but Buddy kept this overgrown teddy bear in his place. If Buddy hissed, or otherwise, this dog would back up in fear of Buddy. German Shepard's are very loving, intuitive... but crave ALOT of attention that working folks may or may not have the time for.

This post dedicated to @Slunglow...

Just a few critters that hang around my pond - there is also a beautiful blue heron but she is camera shy

Agree @Shack

Here's a happy camper...

A man and his dog were walking along a road.
The man was enjoying the scenery, when
it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years.
He wondered where the road was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble.

At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.

He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.

When he was close enough, he called out,
"Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.

"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog,
"come in, too?" the traveller asked.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."

The man thought a moment and then turned
back toward the road and continued on the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.

There was no fence.

As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the man.
"Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there,
Come on in."

"How about my friend here?" the traveler
gestured to the dog.

"There should be a bowl by the pump," said the man.

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.

When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.

"This is Heaven," he answered.

"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said.
"The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'"

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."

I'm stealing this.

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A man and his dog were walking along a road.
The man was enjoying the scenery, when
it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying and that the dog walking bedide him had been dead for years.
He wondered where the road was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble.

At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.

He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.

When he was close enough, he called out,
"Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.

"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog,
"come in, too?" the traveller asked.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."

The man thought a moment and then turned
back toward the road and continued on the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.

There was no fence.

As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the man.
"Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there,
Come on in."

"How about my friend here?" the traveler
gestured to the dog.

"There should be a bowl by the pump," said the man.

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.

When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.

"This is Heaven," he answered.

"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said.
"The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'"

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."

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Quote from Tripod

A man and his dog were walking along a road.
The man was enjoying the scenery, when
it suddenly occurred to him that he was dead.
He remembered dying and that the dog walking beside him had been dead for years.
He wondered where the road was leading them.

After a while, they came to a high, white stone wall along one side of the road. It looked like fine marble.

At the top of a long hill, it was broken by a tall arch that glowed in the sunlight.
When he was standing before it, he saw a magnificent gate in the arch that looked like mother-of-pearl and the street that led to the gate looked like pure gold.

He and the dog walked toward the gate, and as he got closer, he saw a man at a desk to one side.

When he was close enough, he called out,
"Excuse me, where are we?"

"This is Heaven, sir," the man answered.

"Wow! Would you happen to have some water?" the man asked.

"Of course, sir. Come right in, and I'll have some ice water brought right up."
The man gestured, and the gate began to open.
"Can my friend," gesturing toward his dog,
"come in, too?" the traveller asked.

"I'm sorry, sir, but we don't accept pets."

The man thought a moment and then turned
back toward the road and continued on the way he had been going with his dog.

After another long walk, and at the top of another long hill, he came to a dirt road leading through a farm gate that looked as if it had never been closed.

There was no fence.

As he approached the gate, he saw a man inside, leaning against a tree and reading a book.

"Excuse me!" he called to the man.
"Do you have any water?"

"Yeah, sure, there's a pump over there,
Come on in."

"How about my friend here?" the traveler
gestured to the dog.

"There should be a bowl by the pump," said the man.

They went through the gate, and sure enough, there was an old-fashioned hand pump with a bowl beside it.

The traveler filled the water bowl and took a long drink himself, then he gave some to the dog.

When they were full, he and the dog walked back toward the man who was standing by the tree.

"What do you call this place?" the traveler asked.

"This is Heaven," he answered.

"Well, that's confusing," the traveler said.
"The man down the road said that was Heaven, too.'"

"Oh, you mean the place with the gold street and pearly gates? Nope. That's Hell."

"Doesn't it make you mad for them to use your name like that?"

"No, we're just happy that they screen out the folks who would leave their best friends behind."

I saw this story on twilight Zone in the 60s

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