"Good Doggy, Good Doggy!" The Dog Lovers thread

YJ02

Well Known GateFan
I wonder, what would be the benefit of domesticating foxes? :daniel_new004:

it started as an experiment on evolutionary processes

a russian scientist back in the 50's wanted to see how long it would take to "breed into" the fox an affinity for man as the wolf had developed-then turning into dogs over time. how both natural and artificial selection caused all of the different breeds of today

one of the first things that they noticed physically, was that the foxes snout had become shorter--better to eat "human food", no more need to dig and root for mice and voles,etc and something to do with their tails

this came, if i remember, after 4-5 generations--like 10 yrs as the Fox breeds; the behavioral changes came sooner, of course motivated by safety and abundant food/ no need to hunt

so no benefit was intended for man other then knowledge. however, someone in russia spilled the beans that it could be done and began to sell the things-sprouting the money benefit
 

Illiterati

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Gatefan1976

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That was painful for me and for Mr Cushing, as well.
Biggles and Gimlet were the books I learned to read with, so I feel your pain. In fact, Biggles, Ginger and Algy are probably one of the big reasons I am such a plane nut, and the Camel is my favourite plane to this day.
YEAH YOU HEARD ME SNOOPY, TELL YOUR STORY WALKING PAL!!

"I used to be Grand Moff Tarkin DAMMIT!!"
 

YJ02

Well Known GateFan
I know lol . She sits like that most of the time ... Pogo goes all day doing all the wrong things but she is so dam cute ... What are you supposed to do ...

;) ;) ;)

doggie anti-slip booties!!

i am surprised you don't have them already given the canadian penchant for safety :anim_59::love_heart:
 

shavedape

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Jim of WVa

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To learn more about evolution.

Not just canine evolution, but human evolution as well. Basic human gestures, common to practically all humans, developed at the same time as the domestication of dogs.

DOGS: Humans feed me, care for me, and comfort me. Humans must be gods.

CATS: Humans feed me, care for me, and comfort me. I must be god.
 

Quetesh

Well Known GateFan
My sweet old dog that just pasted was a 95 pound Bernese Mountain Dog. She could have been 250, she still would have slept on the bed and snuggled on the couch. She liked to go out from time to time, but she loved her home.
 

Overmind One

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Not just canine evolution, but human evolution as well. Basic human gestures, common to practically all humans, developed at the same time as the domestication of dogs.

DOGS: Humans feed me, care for me, and comfort me. Humans must be gods.

CATS: Humans feed me, care for me, and comfort me. I must be god.

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Overmind One

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I love dogs because they can make friends with so many other animals, even cats. I have seen parrots riding on dogs. I have watched parakeets land on dogs and pick at their fur while they lay there (and apparently enjoy the preening). In every household where there is a cat and a dog, the two are friends and they hang out and play together. PROOF. This is my cat Siete and Sherry Jackson's Yorkie Bella. Siete basically raised this dog and they love each other still even though Sherry has Bella and I now have Siete:


Dogs seem to befriend other animals faster than most housepets. They immediately try and initiate playtime. :) I think this is mostly true of indoor dogs and not outdoor ones.
 

Quetesh

Well Known GateFan
It is funny, that my Husky has a high prey drive. She is a terror on wheels to small creatures and animals in general. Yet, she gets along with the two cats in the house. I have a picture with her and little catman sleeping with paws overlapping. They are not best friends but since they are her housemates she treats them both with respect.
 

Joelist

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A Dog's Diary



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8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing!
10:40 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!
12:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!
5:00 pm - Dinner! My favourite thing!
7:30 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!




A Cat's Diary
Day 972 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.

The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet. Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates my capabilities. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a "good little hunter" I am. Evil People!!

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Day 973 of my captivity.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my advantage.

Day 974 of my captivity.
Two workmen came to the house today. As they rested after strengthening the interior of my confines, I sat on one, gently hooking my claws into their clothing. My plan was to cling on until they left, thus escape with them under the cover of their departure. The other workman went outside first and came back smelling strangely after something called a "cigarette". Curses! I'd picked the wrong one! I heard they are coming back again in another week. I will repeat my escape attempt then.

Day 975 of my captivity.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow, but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released, and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.

The bird must be an informant. I observe him communicate with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now......
 
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