I know I go on a bit about dogs and such, but I have to tell you about this one. I took him for a nice walk, and knowing he didn't like going back into the cage, I gently guided him towards the gate, but when he realised what I was doing, he tried to slip out of his collar, then he dropped to the ground, rolled on his back and refused to move. He weighs a ton, and when I tried picking him up, he went boneless and floppy. So I got someone to help me and I picked his back half up, but his legs went all weird and floppy and I couldn't hold him up. By that stage I had the giggles and someone else had to carry him in. I can't blame him really, I wouldn't want to be locked away each day either.
Esmerelda lived with us for a couple of months, then one night she ripped through a window screen, and disappeared into the night, never to be seen again.
My cousin found Puss as a kitten, stuck in the wall cavity of her shed at Gunns Plains. She convinced me to keep her. She wasn't an affectionate cat when she came here, but became more so as time went on.
"Thousands - millions and billions - of animals are killed for food. That is very sad. We human beings can live without meat, especially in our modern world. We have a great variety of vegetables and other supplementary food, so we have the capacity and responsibility to save billions of lives." - His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama.
"In a perfect world every dog would have a home and every home would have a dog." Author Unknown