My Dad's dad had a ton of beagles and used to hunt with them. My moms mom hated animals so obviously not a animal person!
My Dad's dad had a ton of beagles and used to hunt with them. My moms mom hated animals so obviously not a animal person!
My grandmother was the only one that I can think of that had pets. She had toy poodles. I had a cat at one point while growing up, but that was all till I was a teen, and my mom married my stepdad, and he had a chihuahua mix. I have always loved animals, just never realy got to have any till I was an adult. then of course I went nuts, and had to have them all!!! To hubbys dismay! LOL!!![]()
Maggie,
I didn't slap you, I just high fived your Face!I've Been Boo'd!!
Yes.
My grandparents had a Black Lab, then a Chichuahua - My mom's parents.. My dad's parents always had dogs - from a Basset Hound to Beagles to Bloodhound to Alaskan Malamute..
Always been around dogs.![]()
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There were two meezers in my family when my brother and sister were little. I believe my great grandparents had a dog. An aunt and uncle had a dog and another aunt has two cats.
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I've been Boo'd ... right off the stage!
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"We consume our tomorrows fretting about our yesterdays." -- Persius, first century Roman poet
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karen, i laughed at reading about the oval warm spot. I'd come home early some days, and I'd find the dogs/cats sleep spot (varied by size) warm in areas where they shouldn't be(like my pillow)
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We always had 1 or 2 cats when I was a kid. I don't think though that one of my parents had pets. My mom was a city girl, living in a very small house, together with 4 other kids.
My dad was born in the city too, his parents had a butchery. No pets either, I think.
My brother has a cat and a rabbit.
My sisters has 1 dog, and 4 horses.
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I don't recall anyone in my ancestry to be pet people aside from a few on my dad's side.
My Dad, of course, was one of the biggest animal lovers I ever met. I could probably name off every animal he has ever had after hearing his stories so many times(and I never got tired of them, either!). While going through some stuff in the garage we came across a paper of his from when he was in grade-school, just learning how to write. It was all about his horse he had growing up and how he loved her so so so much.It was really sweet.
My grandmum(Dad's mum) especially had a love for dogs. She was not too awfully old when she was diagnosed with Rheumatoid arthritis. At that time she had a dog that never ever left her side. He walked right beside her wherever she went and would nudge her hand until he knew she had a steady grip on his collar.
My great aunt, who took care of and watched out for my dad in his late teenage years, was the biggest cat lover... ever. I have heard a lot of stories about her, but the one that stuck out the most was the fact that when she died, her will stated that all the money in her possession(which was a very nice sum) was to go to a particular cat rescue.
I like to be reminded of all the stories I have heard about my family... its nice to know my sister and I are not the only animal lovers!
My dad's side is really into horses, my mom's side have been dog owners, but not real lovers. But our family has turned my grandparents and the rest of her siblings into true dog lovers ever since we got our three.![]()
"Did you ever notice when you blow in a dog's face he gets mad at you?
But when you take him in a car he sticks his head out the window." -- Steve Bluestone
My dad had animals growing up, for sure. I am certain his parents had them as well. They both lived on farms.
My grandma tells of a dog that they had when my dad was young. The dog had learned when a certain show's theme song came on that the school bus was about to bring his kids home. As soon as the song came on the TV he'd jump up and watch out the window.
Doing my part to save BBD's, one dog at a time!
We were not able to have pets when we were children. My Dad's
people had a black Chow but it was never allowed inside. It was kept
chained to his doghouse next to a shed. Mom's people were farmers
in Ireland & had animals around but they weren't treated as pets.
I've Been Boo'd
I've been Frosted
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Eleanor Roosevelt
My parents had no pet history whatsoever before me and my brother came along. I dont suppose u can blame my mum, who lived in a house with 6 other kids and my dads mum is a headmisstriss so i guess things could be pretty strict there.
Plus both my grand parents hate cats and are scared of dogs. The only pet person in my family is my grandma who keeps pigeons... but theyre not really pets since theyre for the pot!
when i was litle i begged for pets all the time. I loved animals. My parents were also curious to have a pet so they got a cat. And thats how it all started!
"When rats leave a sinking ship, where exactly do they think they're going?"
-- Douglas Gauck
[IVE BEEN FROSTED!!
And Defrosted!
LOL
My mom had a puppy as a young woman (I saw the picture) but it died from distemper. In those days, people didn't invest (or have the money) for shots etc. Her dad, my grandpop, had a GSD and a cat. The dog, tagless of course, and although very obedient, strolled off one day in search of adventure and was stolen by a local tailor. The dog ran back to my grandfather, but the tailor had gotten a liscense, and although the police knew the dog was my grandfather's, couldn't do anything about it. Isn't that sad?
My mom always loved GSD's so when we got Mz Princezz Logan, altho she's a mixture, mom said it brought back memories.
During a reading with a psychic, she mentioned a black and white dog with my parents!! That was my mom's puppy! Isn't that(Cody isn't with them-he's too busy guarding the Bridge)
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