I testified in court this afternoon, against a young man who, with 5 others, nearly attacked a little 8th grader on his bike. They were feral, like wolves, if wolves could laugh.
My wife is worried we'll be targeted for that testimony.
The only dog bite I ever got was from a Dachshund that disliked me intensely, but was held back by his chatting owner on a leash. The owner was saying over and over not to take the dog's angry barks seriously...and then the leash broke. In a split-second that little monster sunk needle teeth into me at mid thigh height. It was like getting the flesh taken away with pliers, and it left a multi tooth marked scar to this day. I had always jogged in the street and often was accosted by territorial dogs who would stop before they left their yard and bit. But after this learning experience, I would stop, turn and assume the position for a soccer kick to their head, but no other dogs ever got that close. I will always remember that small dogs are meaner than large dogs.
I testified in court this afternoon, against a young man who, with 5 others, nearly attacked a little 8th grader on his bike. They were feral, like wolves, if wolves could laugh.
My wife is worried we'll be targeted for that testimony.
So where does one move to escape the animals?
Good for you Pogo. It's tough, but doing the right thing is always hard. Sometimes it's easy, but most of the time it's not. I doubt you will be targeted and if you are, you have to defend yourself either with police protection or by yourself.
Dog sightings are a daily pleasure. Today's cutie was a chocolate lab riding in the back seat of his dad's red convertible. The top was down even though it was quite chilly today. I imagined that dad was trying to please his pup, cause he sure looked like he was having the time of his life.
Dog sightings are a daily pleasure. Today's cutie was a chocolate lab riding in the back seat of his dad's red convertible. The top was down even though it was quite chilly today. I imagined that dad was trying to please his pup, cause he sure looked like he was having the time of his life.
The sheer joy and excitement of when I tell both of my boxers, Tink and Bucky, "Hey, want to go for a ride?" sends them to absolute bliss. They go nuts, doing twirlies and leaping and running around the house with joy at the mere thought of being able to jump in the back seat of the car and letting their heads dangle outside the window in the wind.
Dachshunds are bred to go after badgers in their burrows and kill them, and a properly raised one will kill anything that moves, especially if it looks like an intruder on its territory. They have been known to kill horses and elk by hamstringing them, so that they bled to death. Dachshunds are not toys.
Sippican! Damn, I haven't heard his name in awhile. My internets use has curtailed significantly in well over a year, so my usual haunts aren't haunted.
Maine! Sounds good.
MN just elected a drunkard known to be The Worst Senator Evar by TIME magazine. Anything's better than fiscal sanity in this blue state.
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29 comments:
Dachshund!
It looks just like mine, but all little red dachshunds do.
Cutie pie! Little red doggies are always about action.
Democrat dachshund bark at Althouse... He say "no no no you post too Righty" but then he run away before you can debate him.
I testified in court this afternoon, against a young man who, with 5 others, nearly attacked a little 8th grader on his bike. They were feral, like wolves, if wolves could laugh.
My wife is worried we'll be targeted for that testimony.
So where does one move to escape the animals?
Unfortunately, mine barks like that at children. It's embarrassing. When it's not funny.
So where does one move to escape the animals?
Copenhagen, Denmark!
The only dog bite I ever got was from a Dachshund that disliked me intensely, but was held back by his chatting owner on a leash. The owner was saying over and over not to take the dog's angry barks seriously...and then the leash broke. In a split-second that little monster sunk needle teeth into me at mid thigh height. It was like getting the flesh taken away with pliers, and it left a multi tooth marked scar to this day. I had always jogged in the street and often was accosted by territorial dogs who would stop before they left their yard and bit. But after this learning experience, I would stop, turn and assume the position for a soccer kick to their head, but no other dogs ever got that close. I will always remember that small dogs are meaner than large dogs.
You did the right thing Pogo..
You might want to move to Samaria.. i hear they do that kind of thing all the time there ;)
It snowed today those big snowflakes that I like. It didn't last long. Now it's like being in a cloud. Wanna see?
Hey, look at my big juicy huevos.
What? Okay fine. Here, have a shark instead.
I ran the video and the pups were all ready to go nose to nose with that bad doggie.
PS Didn't have a chance to comment on the post about your walk to the observatory, Madame. You live in a very lovely place
Pogo said...
I testified in court this afternoon, against a young man who, with 5 others, nearly attacked a little 8th grader on his bike. They were feral, like wolves, if wolves could laugh.
My wife is worried we'll be targeted for that testimony.
So where does one move to escape the animals?
Good for you Pogo. It's tough, but doing the right thing is always hard. Sometimes it's easy, but most of the time it's not. I doubt you will be targeted and if you are, you have to defend yourself either with police protection or by yourself.
A threefer from Chip! Nice huevos, guy.
(Your shark looks like he's receiving electrical shocks :)
Dog sightings are a daily pleasure. Today's cutie was a chocolate lab riding in the back seat of his dad's red convertible. The top was down even though it was quite chilly today. I imagined that dad was trying to please his pup, cause he sure looked like he was having the time of his life.
Coincidentally, I was looking at youtubes of Copenhagen today. Looks really nice.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6HDoRchR6Sg&feature=channel
Bicycle rush hour snow Netherlands.
Stangely engaging:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZMv3OB6XHvQ&feature=related
Penny said...
Dog sightings are a daily pleasure. Today's cutie was a chocolate lab riding in the back seat of his dad's red convertible. The top was down even though it was quite chilly today. I imagined that dad was trying to please his pup, cause he sure looked like he was having the time of his life.
The sheer joy and excitement of when I tell both of my boxers, Tink and Bucky, "Hey, want to go for a ride?" sends them to absolute bliss. They go nuts, doing twirlies and leaping and running around the house with joy at the mere thought of being able to jump in the back seat of the car and letting their heads dangle outside the window in the wind.
I had greater respect for dachshund when I learned that they were bred to go into holes after badgers.
Pogo,
Where does one move to escape the animals?
Dude, you shoot animals.
That's The Macho Response.
Crack,
That explains the AR15 upstairs.
I was just wondering if there were any places left in the US not yet overwhelmed by barbarians.
If I were going to get a dog, it'd be a weiner dog. They're just cute as hell and just the right size.
Though, I don't think I'd make it go on a run with me.
Dachshunds are bred to go after badgers in their burrows and kill them, and a properly raised one will kill anything that moves, especially if it looks like an intruder on its territory. They have been known to kill horses and elk by hamstringing them, so that they bled to death. Dachshunds are not toys.
@Sixty Grit:
Sippican!
Damn, I haven't heard his name in awhile. My internets use has curtailed significantly in well over a year, so my usual haunts aren't haunted.
Maine! Sounds good.
MN just elected a drunkard known to be The Worst Senator Evar by TIME magazine. Anything's better than fiscal sanity in this blue state.
Not a big dachshund fan, but that's just me. Killing badgers is quite impressive.
Pogo, you're in MN?
"Pogo, you're in MN?"
Yes, much to my embarrassment.
I apologize to the world for our state having produced Garrison Keillor; the radio version of smallpox-infested blankets.
Well, Maine winters shouldn't be that much harder, eh?
My Scottie would leap at the door when I mentioned going for a ride.
When I read the comments about moving away from the animals, I immediately thought Why not Alaska?
wv: palings
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