We have show us your cars, airguns, knives etc, and occasionally watches. But have we had one devoted to our best friends. Here's Wesson, who replaced Smith.
Wonder if anyone recognises the breed.......the names might help.
We have show us your cars, airguns, knives etc, and occasionally watches. But have we had one devoted to our best friends. Here's Wesson, who replaced Smith.
Wonder if anyone recognises the breed.......the names might help.
Sorry folks couldn't resist.
Wesson at twelve weeks.
knew I had some of Benny looking cute in the snow.....
awww, look at his big cute face
and one of him with his gay paw pose
Tasha demonstrating that her SAS winter training paid off as she blends in to her surroundings
I don't want a kiss off you, you stupid brindle lunatic
It's my snow ball, out of the way!
and this is how to chill your nuts, hang on, where'd me nuts go!
Paul
Our family dog Fergus.
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Really enjoyable thread!
Here's Bella, our 18 month old chocolate lab.
Here's Milka. He passed away earlier this year and I've struggled even to look at dogs since then. He was a wonderful cocker/golden retriever cross. My first dog.
Good looking girl
I know the feeling my BT Bully died 5 yrs ago and still can't get my head round getting another
He was my best mate
Welling up thinking about it now
And I'm not a softy namby pamby type
Never met a man yet I wouldn't fight
But I bloody cried for months
Felt worse when he went than my parents
I'd never get another breed , maybe one day
But the memory's are great
Bella as a pup
Now, aged 3
Oops. Pics went wrong!
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At least this post has given me a few laughs, also a few tears. Thanks to all
But yet another
" If you think I'm bloody moving"
Oh dear, just realised this is my 250th post, funny didn't hear the fanfare or the bells.
Here's our little girl, was 10 in March, still thinks she is 10 months !
Every man should own at least 1 dog
This is Cass..
Lost her in February unfortunately, aged 13. Not a pedigree or anything special, just a mongrel with a bit of everything.
Couldn't have asked for a better friend though, she had a great temperament and lived a full life. I still miss her :-/
Guss and poppy
my fur babies
Here is Pringle, now 3 years old and a complete Mummy's boy
That's his "are you taking me for a walk?" look!
Hope nobody minds if I post another picture of my mate.
Wesson was my late wife's dog and now my only comfort. I live alone, no relatives and find making friends very difficult. But Wesson gives me a reason for getting up and getting on with life.
Sorry for the above but this thread seems to have brought out a lot of genuine feelings without the camouflage most of us use to hide our emotions.
I must get around to uploading some more recent pictures of my 3 boxers.
Either way, here they are in no particluar order -
Tasha, all white, 12 years old, deaf, blind in one eye but still loves her walks, is ball mad and likes a play fight :-)
Splodge - 4 years old, all white boxer, born deaf, very loving dog and also ball mad!! We rescued her about 2 years ago, when she arrived she weighed 17kgs, had very little fur, was covered in her own urine, was scared stiff if you made fast movememnts, wouldn't go near water and wouldn't go out in the dark :-(
I'm happy to say she now weighs 28kgs, loves water, isn't afraid of the dark and loves cuddles :-)
Lastly, Benny, 4 year old male boxer weighing in at 8stone and he is absolutely solid and possibly the biggest boxer in the world!! I love the other two boxers to bits but Benny has a very special place in my heart. He is very protective of all the family and on the odd occasion I am away he is on full alert..... he don't know you, it's simple, you ain't coming in the house ;-)
He's a big boy........
Loves the kids
and makes me laugh out loud a lot with his lunatic ways
and in my opinion is handsome for a boxer
Our first ever boxer was Molly, sadly passed away 3 years ago and still very much missed and remembered with great affection, many great times had together and a lot of laughs.
Cannot see us ever being without a boxer, they have had a huge impact on our lives and repay our love and loyalty for them ten-fold. Each to their own I guess and many people just don't get them but we love em to bits.
Paul
Pip a mini foxy crossed with a jack Russell, had her since she was 4 weeks old. She's 7 now and cost a small fortune to bring over from oz
http://db.tt/HmKdF4Ay
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A picture that's a couple of years old now, he's now 14 and slowing down a bit but going bonkers and behaving more like an puppy than an old man ..............
Cheers
Simon
Ralph Waldo Emerson: We ask for long life, but 'tis deep life, or noble moments that signify. Let the measure of time be spiritual, not mechanical.
Thanks Neil
I remember well when you posted about Deana passing and to be honest am a little surprised that another bull terrier isn't stomping around your place.
When we lost Molly our first boxer it hit us really hard, Molly was "my dog" so to speak but loved us all to bits and many tears were shed at ginger towers! Tasha our other boxer was also like a lost soul which was extremely sad to see. What we did though was foster boxers for a boxer rescue which is a whole other story, but, it helped us through what was a difficult time and to focus on the positives whilst also giving something back to dogs that were less fortunate than our own.
Within a short space of time and without really looking benny came up for adoption / fostering and the rest is history. He is, very much 'his own dog'. He has his own personality, habits, ways of doing things and also faults (he's a boxer, lets face it, they are never going to be perfect) and initially I worried that I would be comparing him to Molly, that however is not the case.
We were lucky in that Benny is so self assured and such a character, that whilst he does share some of Molly's character traits, he is also very different in many other ways, on that basis you tend to find that you never 'compare' them or think any less of them due the very fact that they are different. On the odd occassion that Benny does remind me of Molly because of the way he has done something it makes me smile as opposed to feeling sad.
I hope you are able to find room in your home and your heart for another BT as I am sure there are plenty of them out there that would love to share your lives........ they might share some of Deanas characteristics but I'll guarantee that they will be different in many, many ways but just occasionally remind you of her with a shared characteristic but I'll bet it makes you smile or laugh out loud as opposed to feeling sad.
Benny has us in stitches with his antics, he is a complete lunatic. One thing he does which Molly used to was try and fit in to a yorkshire terrier sized space next to you on our old sofa. With Molly this was less of an isssue as she was quite small for a boxer....... Benny isn't so what you end up with is 8 stone of brindle mongo perching his bum on the sofa sat bolt upright like a human whilst pushing against you. Of course, the outcome is obvious, Benny is like an imoveable object and eventually just 'leans you out of the way' until he has enough space to curl up in a ball partly on you and partly on the sofa.
Molly however would be far more stealthy and curl up in a tiny tight ball and gradually push you further along the sofa with her legs until she was completely comfortable, you weren't but she was. As you can see, they both have the same end goal and initial way of going about it but the bit in the middle is different, one used stealth, the other is just a bloody big lump that crushes you to death!!!
I'm waffling now but hope you find space for a Bull Terrier soon!
Paul
Well done, It's a Brittany. I've had them as gun dogs for about thirty years. Although they are recognised as being HPRs (Hunting,Pointing and Retrieving) they will easily get bored, hence for game shooting off a peg pretty useless, they will bring back one bird and that it. But for hunting, to see one going on point, is wonderful. Nowhere near as giddy as a Spaniel. Thow a ball once, beautiful retrieve, throw it again, not a chance.
Another reason that the breed isn't popular is that unless the dog has won a National Field Trial the Brittany Association frowns on that dog being entered for shows . Keeps the " " breeding for beauty competition " enthusiasts away. Incidentally one did win the Gun Dog section at Crufts a few years ago.
Must say there have been some wonderful piccies posted. But the bonus has been the little stories and anecdotes.
All lovely, but I do think the boxers gorgeous............but the rest of you, you are all poppets.
.:applause
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Staffies are lovely, here's Wesson with his mate Alfie.
Wesson and The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.
We lost Smith, another Brittany, my wife who was at the time dying of cancer insisted that we immediately got another dog. Two years later she died, my God she was a very clever woman. The loss after 37 years of marriage was only endured because of my little man. Yes, at times he is a bastard, but at least he is my bastard.
I lost my Mum (53) last Sunday to cancer. Obvious to say the whole family, especially my Dad, is devastated. So I feel your loss, but I agree just spending time with Nugget (and my GF should I add) just takes your mind away. More so when the little sh*t is misbehaving, but I guess that's why we love them.
This is my boy Murphy a few years ago
and this is him a few months ago
I have never been so upset in my life when I lost him over Christmas
I didn't think I would get another dog at all but the house seemed so empty that I started to have a look around, just a look you understand.
This is Harvey, he had a stupid name when I got him and he had been left in someone's back yard for the first 18 months of his life. He was a bit strange at first but now he is becoming quite normal, well normal for him :)
Much nicer having a dog around.
Neil
This is Gracie, our 14-month-old whippet. Still about 80% idiot and 20% dog but settling down a bit more now. We've had her from 8 weeks and it's been massively rewarding so far. And these days she can pretty much outrun any dog she meets apart from the greyhounds, which is great fun to watch.
She is permanently sporting cuts and scratches from hating off into the undergrowth and/or high-speed falls, but doesn't seem to care a jot.
Sometimes I swear she thinks she's a cat - most amusing watching her follow the sun around the room:
And she definitely likes riding up-front if there's a spare seat (disclaimer before I get flamed by someone: local, urban journeys only - anything more than a mile or so and she has a seatbelt harness).
Orko, English Cocker Spaniel
Nikon F2AS, 135 mm Nikkor, scanned negative