Sickening......

lettie

Filthy / Gorgeous
Tackler
It never ceases to amaze me what pet owners will do for their darling pets. My dog was on the playing field yesterday, munching her way through a great clump of long grass. I was running up to her shouting and trying to drag her away......... You see, I knew what was coming.

Later in the day, while I was getting my face on for the Accyweb do, the dog was whining to go out into the back garden. I dutifully let her out to do her buisness. Back into the kitchen she trotted and was just about to start toboganning across the kitchen lino when I shouted "NO."

Hanging from her rear end was a piece of undigested grass!!!!! How disgusting.... I grabbed a wad of kitchen roll and proceeded to remove a 4 inch long blade of grass from her jacksie....

Why oh why did I ever end up with this dog?????? What with cleaning my drains and now the dog, my life is becoming one giant cr@pfest....... However, that is not the worst thing I have heard. I once heard on a radio show that a fella had seen something hanging out of his young dog's bottom. When he pulled at it, it was a complete bin liner that the dog had swallowed during a chewing session.. How gross!!!!

I have always enjoyed being a pet owner, but I have to admit some of the things you have to do for them equates to what a parent has to do for a small child. My vet once offered to teach me how to squeeze my dog's anal glands. I think my reply was "NOT ON YOUR NELLY!!!!!!" "That's what I pay you for."

Despite the grass experience, I had a great time at the meet-up. I never regailed the grass story as I didn't want to put anyone off their lovely steak pie. I did tell Sparky before we got there, but you could slaughter someone infront of Sparks and he would carry on eating anyway.
 
Lol, thanks for not sharing 'til the pies nicely digested, ta x

A BIN BAG? PMSL OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
 
I know exactly what you mean Lettie......yesterday Monty was prowling round the house looking decidedly uncomfortable. He kept lifting his back leg and licking his nethers. Oh-oh I thought to myself...something amiss here.
When I investigated he had half a Richard stuck in his bum hole.......trapped by the hairs of his long coat.
Nothing for it but to get out the old rubber gloves and try and free him......not a job I relished because he is one BIG MEAN cat and would bite me for fun.
I put a towel over his head and got him into the grappling position ......then with some old scissors trimmed the hair from his bum end......to a loud chorus of cries, growls and feline expletives.
It was not an easy job......but I got it done.
Monty, once released retreated down the stairs at a good pace.......glancing backwards at me growling and spitting. Hey, just in case you hadn't noticed cat... it wasn't fun for me either.
 
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