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There are ways that the licence thing can be done, it's just expensive. I'd personally support it if there was a way to do it that didn't result in tens of thousands of dogs being dumped and subsequently euthanised.
Personally, I'd just prefer a blanket law that says, "All dogs must be on leads in public". That's a massive part of the problem solved right there.
Pisses me off when people let their dog jump up on you.
I don't really agree with keeping pets anyway, but that's a different matter.
Domesticated animals can't survive without humans. Unless you're advocating a mass cull of all of them, then it's considerably more nuanced than that.
just for clarity
With that said, you'd be taking pot luck as to whether that dog had been in the vets having its temperature checked on a regular basis. If that was the case...far from being a surprise enough to distract it, it'd probably just think, "Yeah, another Tuesday" and carry on.
I'm not saying we should kill all pets! Just not bread them in the first place.
I can't stand the 'oh, he only wants to play' type of owners.
Outside of the house and garden, they are never off the lead.
In fact, you could track my progress from village to village by the sound of barking, the mad buggers. Once, because I was knackered, I took the opportunity to get off my bike and have a chat (not a French cat, btw) with a couple of the hounds. They both muttered something to each other and wandered off in a 'ah, leave him, he's not worth it' kind of way.
I think they just reacted to the noise of the wheels, and the fact that something new to chase was invading their territory, the daft gets.
One day ,after giving myself a pep talk for 2 weeks beforehand ,I summoned the courage to get off the bike and have it out with the Goat .....bastard thing outsmarted me and butted me really hard ,didn't really hurt but it knocked me flying .
I was about 12 years old .
My sister had a problem with the same goat a few years later..........she had a convertible BMW ,the Goat jumped onto the roof and it's hooves went straight through ,dangling in the car with a legless goat on the roof all the way to the garage about 5 miles away.
I can't really remember why she went to the garage but somehow they got the Goat out.