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Here's Belle. She's my little girl. Thanks to Crayz9000 for hsoting this pic.

http://foobar.homelinux.net/images/hosted/Belle.jpg

Bug-Eyed Earl wrote:Here's Belle. She's my little girl. Thanks to Crayz9000 for hsoting this pic.

Awww! Cute puppy!

(edit) "Puppy" is used as a term of endearment by me in regards to almost all dogs, just so you know.

Other than the intangible dragon in my garage, I have no pets.

Frank Hipper wrote:

Bug-Eyed Earl wrote:Here's Belle. She's my little girl. Thanks to Crayz9000 for hsoting this pic.

Awww! Cute puppy!

Weird things about her:

She evidently knows what purpose shoes serve. Once when I was making multiple trips in and out to bring in groceries, she kept following me to the door, wagging her tail. She wanted to go for a walk, but it was raining (usually she goes in the backyard when its raining). When I finished, I kicked off my shoes. When she saw that, her tail stopped wagging, and she went and sat down. Evidently she didn't have to go; she just wanted out. And she seemed to know that when I took my shoes off I wouldn't be taking her out for awhile.

She learned my name in 2 days.

If she's in the mood, she can play dead for up to 2 minutes, or until you say "Good girl."

Slobber collects on her chin, and when its really bad, it seems that if you tell her to clean her chin, she will, by rubbing it on the carpet. I think its mostly a coincidence that she sometimes does it when we tell her.

Loves all sorts of animals, but kills squirrels- which is the one animal we both despise. She didn't start doing this until two years after we had her, after we had had trouble with squirrels geting in the attic. My mom started saying "Belle, get those squirrels!" A few weeks later, for two days in a row, she left dismembered squirrels by the back door. Since then, most of them have vanished. Thsi coincidence is truly odd; given that she didn't start doing it until we told her to, even though it was a joke.

All in all, I love her, but she seems mysterious- half the time I wonder if she can understand us more than most dogs can or if its just a bunch of coincidences.

http://ucsu.colorado.edu/~moona/Kenai.jpg

My grandfather's dog, 'cause I don't have a picture of mine at the moment.

I absolutely love dogs and really wish I could have one, but unfortunately my allergies preclude that.

The only pet that was ever truly mine was a blue parakeet named Zebra (after the black and white coloration of the feathers on his head). I don't think I have any pictures of him available, but he looked like this, except with a blue nose:

http://www.el-hazardonline.net/gilhamilton/joeypict.JPG <--- My younger dog Joey, who's an Australian Cattle Dog
http://www.el-hazardonline.net/gilhamilton/joeydog1.JPG <--- Better picture of his face, at the ready.

http://www.el-hazardonline.net/gilhamil ... image1.jpg <--- My old dog, Sam.
http://www.el-hazardonline.net/gilhamil ... image2.JPG <--- Sam, about to destroy any who opposes him. (actually, I took a picture of him as he was sneezing)

My dog is a Australian Terrier named Ibelix, but we just call him Ibe.

If my goddamn scanner was working, I would have scanned a picture of him, but here instead is a picture of another dog of the same race.

He looks just like that except he has a long tail(since it's illegal to cut a dogs tail where I live and it looks stupid with a small tail) and he's a little fatter.

If you look closely you can see my dog right under my face. He's a Cairne Terrier, gettin up there in age but still healthy.

Bug-Eyed Earl wrote: She evidently knows what purpose shoes serve. Once when I was making multiple trips in and out to bring in groceries, she kept following me to the door, wagging her tail. She wanted to go for a walk, but it was raining (usually she goes in the backyard when its raining). When I finished, I kicked off my shoes. When she saw that, her tail stopped wagging, and she went and sat down. Evidently she didn't have to go; she just wanted out. And she seemed to know that when I took my shoes off I wouldn't be taking her out for awhile.

Sounds like Fritz, when I get my clothes on, and put my shoes on, he
goes FUCKING INSANE and starts bouncing around like crazy

If nly I had pics... or a camera I could take a pic with...

She who must be worshiped.

Durandal wrote:She who must be worshiped.

She looks a bit overfed ...

I don't have my dog specifically, but this is a spitting image:



He looks like every single one.

This is a spitting image of my dog:

Crix Dorius wrote:

Lol, did you wet it then dry it with a hairdrier? My cats don't appreciate that.

Durandal: that's one of those fatcats, from city hall.

Crix Dorius wrote:

http://people.freenet.de/crixdorius3/ES.jpg

A ball of fur?

You can see one of the cats and one of the dogs. That cat is called "Cat A".



And this is me with Cat B.


Yes, those really are their names.

Crix Dorius wrote:

You decapited your cat!

Bow down to Fuzzy!

Frida:



Frida & Franny(her sister) as kittens:



Pyret(their mother):



Lady, our Collie, died several years ago at the age of 15:

Crix Dorius wrote:

You glued a tail to a tribble?

Rye wrote:Durandal: that's one of those fatcats, from city hall.

They're generally not cross-eyed.
Cookie is not a politician; she demands worship.

Don't have my scanner hooked up at the moment, but I have a Beagle. She is one of the only non-obese Beagles in the world and is an absolute sweetheart. Someday, I'll post a pic.

Hey Mike, I think my dog can kick your dogs butt in a fight. Care to make any bets?

My kitten Lysander. I don't have pics of my other two kittens (Ember and Sixer).

~ver