I literally don't have to make a sound, but if a tear comes out of my eye, my little Crosby jumps up and is trying to console meOr when they see you upset and try to cheer you up
I literally don't have to make a sound, but if a tear comes out of my eye, my little Crosby jumps up and is trying to console meOr when they see you upset and try to cheer you up
ExactlyI don't remember the name, I seen that info a couple years ago.
Exactly
bigger than her head!Your avatar.
I feel you. When I first got Crosby, I was able to come home for lunch for about an hour. When I moved back to Denver, I was gone for about 10 hours a day. Poor little thing would have his face in the window all day. I know this because even if I went to the store for a minute, his face would be there.It's a disgusting thing to do.
And I love dogs.
I want to get a dog but I leave the house early for work and because of my commute, I don't get home until pretty late. It's just too much time for the dog to be alone.
I'm not ready for 2 dogs.I feel you. When I first got Crosby, I was able to come home for lunch for about an hour. When I moved back to Denver, I was gone for about 10 hours a day. Poor little thing would have his face in the window all day. I know this because even if I went to the store for a minute, his face would be there.
So I decided he needed a friend. Enter Heathcliff. No more face in the window Now my boo can come home for lunch and chill with them
size doesn't matter.I'm not ready for 2 dogs.
Maybe I'll get one eventually.
It's just a bit weird because I'm a big guy but I love little dachshunds. Little begging ass dogs but so much energy and so much fun.
I'm packing just fine, ladysize doesn't matter.
No but for real, I always wanted a lab, but my apartment living didn't allow it, obviously not fair to him. So I did my research and found a dog that was suited for my lifestyle, and it worked out perfectly.
I wasn't talking about you!!!!I'm packing just fine, lady
I like labs but don't they shed a lot? I have a lot of misconceptions about dogs.
This coworker I had when I worked in California was bragging about getting a chocolate lab.I wasn't talking about you!!!!
No clue- I knew I couldn't have one so I didn't even research.
that was awesome.This coworker I had when I worked in California was bragging about getting a chocolate lab.
I thought chocolate labs were cool, until that Dilbert-looking twinkle-toed uppity fat fukk decided to get one.
He single-handedly ruined that breed of dog for me.
California was cool but I ran into my fair share of douchebags.that was awesome.
California was cool but I ran into my fair share of douchebags.
I once had a woman tell me she went to The Standard in LA and said it was very posh. But she didn't say posh. She pronounced it "Poe-sh".
I wanted to deliver a hairy knuckle sandwich right into her fat onion-smelling suck hole.
My favorite was one day I'm walking home from the office...it's ball dripping hot in this bytch. I'm sweating like a prostitute in church....and I'm at an intersection with a white boy who is wearing a beanie cap, a hooded sweatshirt, and motherfukking cargo shorts.
I should have pushed that ballwashing b*stard right into oncoming traffic.