tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post1090879887823980527..comments2024-03-29T05:29:57.536-04:00Comments on The DiploMad 2.0: RescueDiploMadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02316439950882822419noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-62759496429418035892013-01-18T07:10:17.249-05:002013-01-18T07:10:17.249-05:00maybe that makes a difference. those terms are cha...maybe that makes a difference. those terms are changed for them to sound humane. i really wanted to have another dog in our house. they are really cute.auto extreme inchttp://www.autotrader.com/dealer/info/IL/Downers-Grove/60515/67501805/Auto_Extreme_Inc_.jspnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-18807801989468234492013-01-07T19:27:01.765-05:002013-01-07T19:27:01.765-05:00Someone told me once that grief is the price that ...Someone told me once that grief is the price that we pay for love. No such thing as a free lunch. It's the same thing with dogs and cats.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-58457598164883597312013-01-07T19:22:23.040-05:002013-01-07T19:22:23.040-05:00Ok, then - your sweet, dignified puppy with the ho...Ok, then - your sweet, dignified puppy with the honey-colored eyes has chosen YOU, so what are you waiting for? Be judicious with the treats and the affection, let her have a dog-bed on the floor in yours and Mrs. Diplomad's bedroom ... and in a very short time you will be the absolute center of her doggy world. She has obviously been traumatized by a life of shelters and people who go away all too often ... and thus is guarding herself against heartbreak.<br />She is meant to be yours. Go and get her.<br /><br />What ... you're still here?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-2155532813102187542013-01-07T18:04:05.946-05:002013-01-07T18:04:05.946-05:00After years of having pedigreed dogs from responsi...After years of having pedigreed dogs from responsible breeders, my husband and I began adopting rescued dogs. A whole new experience, but now I'm really into the world of dog rescue. I realize that for someone who has lived years in the Far Beyond, you, Diplomad, might not be overly distressed by the plight of homeless dogs and cats here in the U.S., but it really is a scandal. However, I do admit that rescuers are a little batty--including me. I hope you get that dog--or some other dog. Unfortunately, there is an unlimited supply--even after Christmas adoptions.Judith Lownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11483411554456743562noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-17951599720866759752013-01-07T12:25:26.553-05:002013-01-07T12:25:26.553-05:00I have to laugh at the process to "adopt"...I have to laugh at the process to "adopt" a "rescue" dog. We adopted a middle-aged Chow via Petfinder a few years back. We had to fill in a lengthy application, similar to the paperwork involved in a Mortgage application. Then a person was dispatched to visit our home and survey the property.<br /><br />The woman stood in our living room and asked us a number of questions, one of which was "Have you ever owned a Chow before?" Standing next to her was our other Chow - barking at her. I kid you not.<br />next question - "Do you have stairs in the house?" She was standing in view of many of our stairs.<br /><br />I felt like Rod Serling was going to pop out any minute.<br /><br />In the end, we were granted the approval of adoption, after a small "donation" of $250.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-59919642160190228862013-01-06T22:35:37.526-05:002013-01-06T22:35:37.526-05:00Can you run faster than a pitbull?Can you run faster than a pitbull?DiploMadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02316439950882822419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-1975623669258934462013-01-06T22:35:22.379-05:002013-01-06T22:35:22.379-05:00Yes, I always feel as though I betrayed them when ...Yes, I always feel as though I betrayed them when I have to put them down. They are so trusting it can get infuriating. DiploMadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02316439950882822419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-90242693699135103352013-01-06T22:06:28.935-05:002013-01-06T22:06:28.935-05:00Its the putting them down I hate.
Our last, James ...Its the putting them down I hate.<br />Our last, James a black lab got a melanoma on his jaw which matestasised to his lungs.<br />day we got the verdict the day we put him down as we had a beautiful rot tie sheba years ago that we let live too long and that was cruel.<br />Worse thing was James was my boys dog and to be frank i thought I'd be puttiing him down whilst duncan was at uni in a couple of years.<br />But no, so we went to the vet together after school.<br />rem I've done this 4x now and so had steeled my heart.<br />Not so for when holding my son sobbing over the body of his best mate..<br />It was one of those life moments that happens.<br />I love my son to bits and I loved james too, I still miss him, when I come home expoecting him to greet me as he did.<br />I sometimes look up from a book expecting him to be there.<br />What it must be to dunc. <br />I've always been wary about people who don't like dogs or kids, not cats though. funny that.<br />MikeNZAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-92022174449821874632013-01-06T20:34:13.131-05:002013-01-06T20:34:13.131-05:00"Don't know if the Diplowife will approve..."Don't know if the Diplowife will approve. She probably doesn't want any competition in the ignoring me contest."<br /><br />Oh, you really screwed the pooch with that one.<br /><br />Look at the time.... gotta run...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-22475237010494305392013-01-06T20:28:50.820-05:002013-01-06T20:28:50.820-05:00I must admit my beloved departed collie chose me a...I must admit my beloved departed collie chose me also not the other way around. I wanted one of the cute little fur ball puppies not the nearly out of puppyhood collie. As I was watching the antics of the little puppies the "older" collie (by like 4months) came over and sat down next to me and leaned up against me. I so miss that dog. Best dog ever.jibhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18318963535849041376noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-21908652308894358532013-01-06T19:59:50.216-05:002013-01-06T19:59:50.216-05:00I re-read your post while listening to Götterdämme...I re-read your post while listening to Götterdämmerung..... Run from that pit mix like the wind!!! It's.... it's..... it's..............STxRynnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-48360796950163214332013-01-06T19:19:49.360-05:002013-01-06T19:19:49.360-05:00Sounds like my kids . . . Sounds like my kids . . . DiploMadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02316439950882822419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-17330446978177373432013-01-06T19:19:20.984-05:002013-01-06T19:19:20.984-05:00I fear your words for they hold the truth . . . I fear your words for they hold the truth . . . DiploMadhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02316439950882822419noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-15750937550831280122013-01-06T19:17:16.883-05:002013-01-06T19:17:16.883-05:00Oh, you have been so chosen! They will do this, yo...Oh, you have been so chosen! They will do this, you know. Cats and dogs both - we do not pick them, they choose us, and we walk away from those who have chosen us at the peril of our souls. I walked away from a kitten once, who had very obviously chosen us - and have regretted it ever since. The gods who dictate this kind of thing, they will have their way with us poor mortals. Fortunately, I was forgiven for this turning-away of a gift.<br />We can honestly say that we have two rescued dogs now: one was actually ... um ... liberated (yes, that's the word) from some heartless and careless acquaintances of my daughters'. Daughter was leaving an assignment, and quietly absconded with the dog, who also is a pit-mix with honey-colored eyes. Second dog is a 15-pound Maltese-Poodle mix, found just running loose on the street. Five or six years old, friendly and adorable, neutered, docked tail, house-trained, and recently groomed. We were never able to find the owner, and so we kept him. They were both truely rescued - one from neglect and starvation, the other from the streets and death by automobile.<br />You will go back for the brown pit-mix with the honey-colored eyes. She has already claimed you, although you probably don't quite want to admit it yet.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1400985529434569506.post-3861603997895252272013-01-06T19:11:50.914-05:002013-01-06T19:11:50.914-05:00Sounds like one of my old dogs. Ignored you until...Sounds like one of my old dogs. Ignored you until it was either food time or play time, then she DEMANDED your attention.Mark/GreyLockehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11801317480220161225noreply@blogger.com