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Poor puppy!!
I had a smile on my face the entire time I read this.
Cats are pack animals I’m surprised the cats could not tell it was a play growl though.
I’m glad everyone was OKtatt2dcowgrl wrote:I didn’t make the connection that he was the dog that got away- for some reason I was picturing a big black newfoundland that was the dog that ran away. Hmm. Lol 😀
hrrrm….sorry, no. Lol…he’s our only dog, and it took alot of my son’s begging to get him! lol. He’s an awesome dog, spoiled rotten. 😀 😀
Cheezburger…ROFL!!!!!! 😆 😆 😆
Poor doggy!!!
He needs extra belly rubs!
My childhood dog (Pixie), she would growl at us if me and my brother started to fight (even if it was playfully)…. she was a protective one. The cats on the other hand, I don’t think they cared what happened to us, they just sorta stared with a smug look on their face, like they were saying…
“Look, the people are trying to kill each other again! Let’s watch to see if they actually succeed this time!”
I had to laugh at that. I didn’t know cats would do that kind of thing. I’m glad nobody was seriously hurt.
I dont care who you are, thats funny right there!! Sorry. I dont suppose it was funny at the time, but the mental image is hard not to chuckle at. 😆
Poor doggie!!! He looks so funny sleeping upside down like that!
Our dog gets all excited and barks and leaps at us if we play fight. Though he usually barks at the one being attacked 🙄
My mom had a weimerianer (I know it’s spelled wrong) when she was growing up and they had a cat that liked to eat his food. They always seperated them except for one time. The dog went after the cat who was eating his food, cat took a swipe at the dog and got him on the nose, dog never bothered cat again.
Friends of mine used to have a huge German Shepherd cross. He was a lovely, lovely dog, although he had about as much brains as the average chicken. Unfortunately, due to some inconsistent training, he thought the hierarchy went Dad, Sons, Dog, Mum, Daughters. When I was playfighting with my boyfriend-at-the-time, Goofy’d weigh in on his side. Which is hilarious until you get licked in the face!
He eventually re-arranged his personal hierarchy, to accept me as his superior. After he growled at me and refused to follow me while I was taking him for a walk once, he discovered that I may have been polite – but I would NOT take that behaviour from him.
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