bogarde73 wrote on Apr 11
th, 2017 at 5:57am:
Sorry to put this on you people but nobody else around.
My last little dog will have to go to the vet. I can't do it this time. I'll have to ask my daughter to come over and take him. Hope she will.
Just breaks your. Heart. He wants to follow me round the house but he just can't
Lordy, you've had a rough trot, Bogarde.
Once these pets look you in the eye, wag their tail, and try to lick your face - they've got you hostage for life. It's the same with cats, only they wag their tails so fast they don't look as though they're moving.
A couple of weeks ago a stray Staffordshire Bull Terrier - low to the ground, massively broad head, solidly muscled, dripping mouth - caught sight of my cat 'Sooty' in the front yard where there's no fence to the street, and that started a race where Sooty JUST made it through a slot under the house with these massive jaws quite literally a foot away from crunching down on him.
It was a heart-stopper.
A few years ago another cat of mine didn't make it, and was dead before I even got to her.
And now, after 26 years of having no front fence, I'm in the process of building one that has vertical rods which allow the cats access from the nature-strip out front, but filters out the stray dogs.
I was given a ridiculous quote for the gate and fencing, and so I've bought all the panels and parts and am doing it myself.
Annoyingly, my neighbours wanted to help me with this project, but I buzzed them off as pests. Nothing annoys me more than having to carry on an inane and pointless conversation without any pauses while doing a piece of work with people who have no inner-life whatsoever and whose boredom threshold is so low it demands a constant stream of verbal attention from me.
These sort of people are legion, and it was the worst aspect of the 6 years of casual work I did after leaving my permanent job and reaching retirement age ... an ENDLESS appetite for noise-making to fill the emptiness in their minds.
But I digress.