Pup needs a home, cat sounds like bird, animal photos, and puppy pizzeria
Throw in the Santa PJs and it's a deal.
Let’s Find This Dog A Home For The Holidays!
The Dodo, via Andrew Y.
And finally: And Who Ordered the Kids Meal?
Andrew Y. takes us to the coolest pizzeria in town.
So….where is this pizzeria..?
The little one kilt me. Probably only the dogs heard my squee.
How could anyone say no to a doggie in snowman pajamas?
Good news, puppers Weston is on an adoption trial and if all gos well WILL be home for the holidays. I love vocal kitties, hope Harvey finds a great family to spoil him rotten. Pizza dogs cracked me up, especially the little one.
Crossing our paws for Weston!
AJ… I’m seeing that little one squeezed and tussled between the big furry dogs until he could finally make his way to the window!
Harvey.
His family found a winner. I’m ded.
Love the doggie pizzeria.
Yeah, he’s definitely gonna rule the house.
And he would like to have a word with you, please.
I hope Harvey’s adoption is goes though. I love pitties but I couldn’t have one it just wouldn’t be fair to the dog, I’m not mobile enough to give a dog that size the exercise he would need.
I would never be able to have a big, high-energy dog where I live (though I wouldn’t really want one, either; I’m a small-dog kind of person). It’s a small condo and I have no yard space of my own. There is a grassy area where you can walk dogs at the back of the complex, but it’s not fenced and they can’t go off-leash. The closest place I know of where dogs can go off-leash (other than my parents’ backyard, I guess) is at the park near where I work, but that’s half an hour away.
The more I learn about pitties, and the more of them I meet, the more I like them. They are such lovely dogs if nobody ruins them. For myself, I’m happy with my own choice to adopt portable size/weight adult rescues. It works for me, it works for my neighbors, and so far it seems to work for the dogs! And I enjoy flirting with other types of dogs when I meet them on the street, in the park, or in my building lobby.
Yes to unruined pitties–I’m slowly turning away from my earlier negative attitudes (though I’m still bummed about the one who killed a cat I loved).
Also yes to flirting with dogs. I love them, but they don’t fit my lifestyle. Fleeting relationships are better than getting one of my own.
I’m so sorry about your cat. I can certainly understand your trepidation about pitties! It’s lovely that you are able to see that the problem isn’t with the breed but with the dog, and even more with it’s human. It’s been a journey for me, too, and I didn’t have your bad encounter to color my vision. I just used to believe what I read.
It wasn’t my cat–he “lived” on a blog I liked. I only knew him through photos, and he had plenty of sass. The shock of finding out what happened still haunts me.
I can totally empathize with your sorrow over the poor kitty being killed. I have been lucky enough that my pitties, all rescues, get along really well with my cats, but know it isn’t always the case.
I did adopt this one pit girl from a guy who had to “get rid of her” because he was moving. When I saw her, I thought she was dead. She was so thin and rashy and dehydrated she was lying there too weak to move. She was tied up in his garage next to his two new monster trucks, but he apparently “couldn’t afford” any food for his dog (or water). When I saw her tail wag feebly I was so happy! I took her to the vet ASAP and got her skin treated, along with a bunch of other ailments. I named her Mahina, which means moon, because we had a gorgeous full moon that night and she is mostly white. Two days later, on what was probably the first walkie of her life, we saw a dozen German tourists lined up at a nearby bus stop. They recoiled from her, but I assured them she was sweet. She went down the whole line of them, giving each one a big kiss and a vigorous tail wag. By the end of the line, the tourists were all laughing and saying things like “Ve LUFF you, doggie!” “Gott BLESS you, doggie!” and so on. So cute.
Mahina is proof, along with my other rescue pits, that even severe maltreatment and abuse often can’t ruin their lovely spirits. It is unfortunate that the news tends to concentrate on the problems caused by pits, but not those caused by other dog breeds. In addition, too often dogs are misidentified as pits when there is an attack on people or other animals. I personally have been bitten by two Chihuahuas, a Great Dane, a dachshund, a shar-pei mix, and, worst attack of all–a border collie lab mix that caused permanent damage to my hands and leg. All of them had irresponsible owners!
Anyway, I am sorry about your kitty friend, but am glad that you are willing to give pitties a second chance. Thank you for that!
Also, who among us has **not** heard something that sounds a bird but turns out to be a kitten? Sounds legit to me.
I think Harvey has the lung power and emotive skills to make it in opera.
Indeed. I would never mistake him for a bird, though.
What an adorable morsel!
Now that I’ve seen Weston’s rehabilitation, I’m crossing my paws even harder! What a sweet boy! Good luck with the adoption trial, baby!