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General Board for Big Dogs with Big Paws / Re: Don't laugh at hun's poop question!
« on: March 29, 2006, 06:00:42 am »
He could always try generating energy with it. Stick it in a sealed tank and syphon off any methane gas generated.
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I know the feeling Hovis is still going through that, I'll do what I want stage at 15 months, she's fine on her own but as soon as she and Bell get together they seem to compete in who can be the worst.
Yesterday for example we went to the local supermarket, a trip we do regularly. The routine is always the same, there is a footpath with walls either side that runs for about 500 yards to the edge of the supermarket. They walk off lead and stop for a biscuit at the end when they are put back on their leads. They stop near the door and are tied up to wait for me to come back from shopping, when they get another treat. Ive done the trip 100's of time but yesterday about 100 yards from the biscuit stop Hovis put her head down and started running, closely followed by Bell,both suddenly deaf. I was third and losing ground rapidly. When I got to the Supermarket, they were inside exploring, much to my embaressment and the amusement of everyone else. ( I blame the Supermarket for automatic doors!) As soon as they saw me,they came running up and sat waiting for their biscuit. Yes, they got it and were then tied up to wait for me to visit the supermarket. It's difficult trying to shop with your head down trying not to catch anyones eye
Andy
If you get the "live" traps where you can just release them, make sure you release them away from your house. I had a mouse when I lived in MI and Griffey would just play with the poor thing, bat him around, let him go, chase him and bat him some more. I would catch him in a butter dish and release him into the yard...the next night, he was back! This happened 4 nights in a row! The fourth time I kept him in the bowl and the next morning...no mouse for Griffey! So I made the country mouse a city mouse and dropped him off at a fast food eatery that will remain nameless...wan t some McFries with that? Yea I am a bleeding heart and can't even kill a little ole mouse.
oh i don't know what i would do if my puter crashed...i've probably got 3,000-4,000 pics on the puter from the last 8 months, and if i lost them i would die!