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My cat Loki antagonizes my dog Belle and ends up getting chased by Belle. They lay side by side and take turns eating. They have become friends. I am glad. But my cat has broken two lamps knocking them over when they are playing so we have to put the lamp in the chair when when we leave the house. I do not want to go out and replace another lamp.

They are fun but can be destructive. I still love them; they are comic relief. And cuddles. They are a kick and so cheerful I could use a cup of that cheerfulness every day. If only. Big sigh.
 
Oh, I love those colossal, tender beauties (great danes). :happy:

I have a funny Doberman Christmas story (his name was Zeppy). When I was married, my husband and I went to the store to get some ornaments and christmas candies. The candies were wrapped in red and green foil. (Brach's I think.) We put the candies in a basket on our coffee table.

A few days later I damned myself for eating so many. What could I be "not"thinking? Then, a day later, we had the first good snow of the season, really beautiful, pristine white blanket of snow. My husband and I decided to take a walk with Zeppy through the snow at the apartment complex. Zeppy squatted for what was --we thought-- a basic poop. But, it was red.

We panicked. And watched him closely but we didn't see any evidence of blood per se. A few hours later, Zeppy let us know he needed another BM.

Ok, but this time he pooped a little green:oops:, then some red:shy:, then a few more paces some green:x3:. He decorated that complex snowland red and green:joyful: . Oh, for the love of Christmas!, when we got back, I held the basket up to my husband and said to Zeepy, "Let's taper off a bit from too much Christmas cheer, shall we?"

Zeppy was fine (none of the candies had chocolate in them), but we promptly found a better place for the "candy basket."

What a dear love that dog was. Bless him.
 
Two christmas stories.

One Christmas gathering, my mom set up tv trays with appetizers and placed them behind the couch. The couch was L shaped and the back faced the dining area. When no one was paying attention, her cocker spaniel climbed up on the couch, and the back of the couch and started helping herself.

The second one, my first cat, Sharise, would, each and every year, pull the bows off the presents and run away with them. No present was safe. It only took a couple years of this before I stopped putting bows on the presents. I'm sure she was disappointed.
 
I finally mustered up the courage to go out shopping one day and I came home to a complete mess in my living room. There was smashed glass, a broken lamp and DVDs scattered everywhere!!
.....and there sat my little fish in his tank dancing around looking so innocent and happy to see me.
:)
Okay, okay, I had left the broom leaning against the wall, it must have fallen, knocked over the lamp, chain reaction and, well, yeah, it was a horrid mess. Oddly, the first one I looked at was the fish, LOL.
 
My crazy dog has his own treadmill. He actually loves to run on it and it turns out to be about the best investment I have ever made. Expensive but it means I can wear him out. Well, he sometimes refuses to take care of business when we are outside. Then when he is running, he decides that then is a good time to go, sending :poop: flying off the end and skidding to a stop. If it weren't so funny, I'd be irritated. I think I have finally learned his "warning signs" and can get him out before it happens. Sure glad I have a floor that is easy to clean!!
 
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