For the dog lovers....

[The Annoyed Man]

http://dog-shaming.com/

A bad word here and there, but a pretty funny site.

[AEA]

Funny, true in a lot of cases........
I'm lucky with my GSD, she's pretty good with no real problems.

One exception........if I am not paying enough attention to her, she "Goes Nuts" and races around the chair like a banshee, stopping briefly to jump on me and take off again!

[Pug]

Needs another...

[VMI77]

I just see dogs being dogs....and nothing to be ashamed of. Lord Byron expressed my view of dogs......

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Epitaph_to_a_Dog

Epitaph to a Dog (also sometimes referred to as 'Inscription on the Monument to a Newfoundland Dog') is a poem by the English poet Lord Byron. It was written in 1808 in honour of his Newfoundland dog, Boatswain, who had just died of rabies. When Boatswain contracted the disease, Byron reportedly nursed him without any fear of becoming bitten and infected.[1] The poem is inscribed on Boatswain's tomb, which is larger than Byron's, at Newstead Abbey, Byron's estate.[

Epitaph to a Dog

Near this Spot
are deposited the Remains of one
who possessed Beauty without Vanity,
Strength without Insolence,
Courage without Ferosity,
and all the virtues of Man without his Vices.

This praise, which would be unmeaning Flattery
if inscribed over human Ashes,
is but a just tribute to the Memory of
BOATSWAIN, a DOG,
who was born in Newfoundland May 1803
and died at Newstead Nov. 18, 1808.

When some proud Son of Man returns to Earth,
Unknown by Glory, but upheld by Birth,
The sculptor’s art exhausts the pomp of woe,
And storied urns record who rests below.
When all is done, upon the Tomb is seen,
Not what he was, but what he should have been.
But the poor Dog, in life the firmest friend,
The first to welcome, foremost to defend,
Whose honest heart is still his Master’s own,
Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone,
Unhonoured falls, unnoticed all his worth,
Denied in heaven the Soul he held on earth –
While man, vain insect! hopes to be forgiven,
And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.

Oh man! thou feeble tenant of an hour,
Debased by slavery, or corrupt by power –
Who knows thee well must quit thee with disgust,
Degraded mass of animated dust!
Thy love is lust, thy friendship all a cheat,
Thy tongue hypocrisy, thy heart deceit!
By nature vile, ennobled but by name,
Each kindred brute might bid thee blush for shame.
Ye, who perchance behold this simple urn,
Pass on – it honors none you wish to mourn.
To mark a friend’s remains these stones arise;
I never knew but one – and here he lies.

[Syntyr]

Funny, true in a lot of cases........
I'm lucky with my GSD, she's pretty good with no real problems.

One exception........if I am not paying enough attention to her, she "Goes Nuts" and races around the chair like a banshee, stopping briefly to jump on me and take off again!

No I said NO MORE PICTURES!!!

[The Annoyed Man]

VMI77, thanks for the poetic reference. Most excellent.

[AEA]

Funny, true in a lot of cases........
I'm lucky with my GSD, she's pretty good with no real problems.

One exception........if I am not paying enough attention to her, she "Goes Nuts" and races around the chair like a banshee, stopping briefly to jump on me and take off again!

No I said NO MORE PICTURES!!!

Nice Sable Pup ya got there!
My Brandy is also a Sable.

[grumble]

Buster says "stop" too.

[The Annoyed Man]

Trapper, earning his keep. He's a very hard worker.