Quote Originally Posted by birdgirl73
My husband . . . doesn't like to acknowledge how much joy they add to his life.
Was my response to this
a. Hysterical scoffing laughter?
b. A tender moment of reflection on canine affection?
c. Nausea and vomiting?
d. A tension headache from suppressing further unpleasant physical responses to your claim?
e. All of the above?
f. A, C and D above?*

Congrats on your new dog, Stinky. That's what I call a real dog. The little chihuahuas that Bird has trotting around here are not my idea of man's best friend. They're definitely the lady's. I'm glad they make her happy but I cannot honestly say they add joy to my life. They mostly add noise, odor and turds to it. Daisy, the fat one, can clear a room with her gas.

I'm getting more and more fond of our orange tabby. Your picture of Patsy makes me want a bulldog or a boxer or a lab--a nice solid, educable dog. Glad to hear you're a new mama after your loss.

* If you answered F, you win the grand prize. A first class ticket to Dallas to claim your two slightly used Texas Chihuahuas and all their paraphernalia plus an all-expenses-paid weekend with the Byrds.
Dave Byrd Reviewed by Dave Byrd on . My new best friend, Patsy the bulldog! I got a new dog from the animal shelter this weekend. She's a 3 year old bulldog, looks like an OEB, who was a stray covered in fleas and she had 3 kinds of worms, but she's getting better and putting on some weight. She is a sweet mush ball and likes to sleep with her head on my pillow and her little wrinkly snout pushed up under my chin. She's dumb as a stump, unlike my old dog Tess, but she is very gentle and doesn't seem to have any dominance issues at ALL. I can take her food bowl away Rating: 5