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by hodie on 08 March 2010 - 18:03
Some of you are posting on the wrong thread. How about reading the topic and the original post so you can post your comments in the right place. This thread is about a dog with DM who is "making art" supposedly.
by Davren on 08 March 2010 - 18:03
oops...sorry about that. Not sure how that happened. It might be related to me having pneumonia right now 
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by GSDSRULE on 08 March 2010 - 19:03
Davren, take care of yourself. My niece almost died from that a couple of weeks ago.
As for the inhumane lunatics in the video, Karma, baby, Karma.
As for the inhumane lunatics in the video, Karma, baby, Karma.
by hodie on 08 March 2010 - 19:03
No problem Davren, and sorry to hear you are ill. Get better!
by Pharaoh on 08 March 2010 - 19:03
I watched the video and I did not see a dog who was unhappy or suffering. He wanted the life he has and someone is willing to assist him. He was wearing a brace so that the owner could assist him as needed. I think he stumbled because she was being filmed and paying too much attention to the camera.
Perhaps a "wheelie" would have worked better www.wheelywilly.com/
I was fortunate that in my beautiful Shadow's last year of his life that I live in an area that has sidewalks. An old back injury had turned in his 13th year into stenosis. He went for a slow steady walk every day and he loved his life. He was not in pain. I spent $$$$ on deramaxx and at the end, opiates. He ate like a pig, big bowls full of chicken parts.....crunch, crunch, crunch....
I didn't throw him away like a used kleenex tissue when he became inconvenient. I let him have as much life as he wanted.
One day there was a sudden deterioration and I took him to the emergency clinic and hugged him until he was gone.
Michele
Perhaps a "wheelie" would have worked better www.wheelywilly.com/
I was fortunate that in my beautiful Shadow's last year of his life that I live in an area that has sidewalks. An old back injury had turned in his 13th year into stenosis. He went for a slow steady walk every day and he loved his life. He was not in pain. I spent $$$$ on deramaxx and at the end, opiates. He ate like a pig, big bowls full of chicken parts.....crunch, crunch, crunch....
I didn't throw him away like a used kleenex tissue when he became inconvenient. I let him have as much life as he wanted.
One day there was a sudden deterioration and I took him to the emergency clinic and hugged him until he was gone.
Michele
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