I wrap my dog's Christmas presents and he loves opening them!
Same here.
I don't put them under the tree any more though cos my lab' takes it upon herself to open all the dogs' presents every year, after we've gone to bed.
She doesn't touch any of the other presents but, somehow, manages to find every dog-present and opens them all so we're assaulted by a variety of animals parading into the bedroom with new squeaky chickens and balls with bells in all bloody night.
Hasn't there been research papers showing that animals are in fact sentient beings? Which would make treating them as such pretty logical.
Shame you cherry picked the word 'sentient' in my quoted post, when I actually stated that I am perturbed by people who treat their animals as 'equally sentient'; ergo, assigning pets human characteristics, giving them voices and even involving them in activities beyond their 'understanding' - the whole issue brought up by the OP.
It doesn't matter how many people on his thread are so blinded by their love for animals that they cannot bear people who aren't equally smitten: I can't help not being interested in pets, I can't help finding pet odours unpleasant and nauseating and I can't help eyeing people who 'make' their dogs sign Christmas cards and such with suspicion.
And even though I haven't for a second advocated animal cruelty (and stressed repeatedly that I RESPECT animals), it appears that the people who extend such devotion to other species cannot embrace a difference of opinion from their fellow man.
Speaking as one who adores animals, I totally understand this point of view.
We have a beautiful cat, who has the most incredible personality, and is constantly attention seeking owing to being fussed all the time. I do not, however, kiss it in any manner (even the air version), nor do I send cards on it's behalf nor bestow human characteristics upon it - even when it conducts a conversation. It is an immaculate creature and has no smell whatsoever.
People who kiss dogs and don't seem to notice the stink in their houses leave me similarly unimpressed.
Thanks. I knew we'd find someone capable of accepting that not everyone is an animal lover eventually.
Knowing how much my mum loves her dog a few years ago I was in Pet City (or whatever it was called then) and bought her a lovely Xmas chocolate advent calendar which had pictures of dogs on it. She had eaten 2 of the chocolates when she realised it was a calendar aimed at dogs containing doggy chocolates rather than for humans
I will never understand people who french kiss humans (or whatever that grotesque act of affection 'twixt owner and beast is supposed to be). Slobbering, shitting and stinking humans turn my stomach. I respect humans but having them in my home - no thank you.
So as for OP's question regarding toothless simpletons who treat humans as if equally sentient and sentimental beings - these people are amongst the most intolerable within society; alongside Tolkien fanatics and Tory voters.
I have more time for most animals than some people.
By the way I have pets. I don't let my dog anywhere near my face however, as he has the most disgusting habits - one of which is licking the cat's arse. And she lets him!
:D
My dog loves to do the Bum smudge across the carpet, cant wait to see what he makes of the new Sisal rug going down today...bit rough hopefully.
Not quite. In that situation I wouldn't even give the ultimatum - I would just walk.
Without the hyperbole:
- I don't like the idea of being close to, or 'kissing' animals whatsoever;
- I find most pet smells/odours really disagreeable;
- The people who try to assign animals human characteristics or otherwise frankly creep me out.
Like I said in my first post - I respect animals, I just don't want one. OP asked, I answered.
People who are so rude about those who actually love animals creep me out a bit, too. Have your opinions- I respect them- but I am neither toothless nor a simpleton.
I love my animals. They are a joy to have in my home, if hard work sometimes. They are not 'substitute humans' but I love them for who and what they are. And yes, they do have personalities, moods and feelings.
Shame you cherry picked the word 'sentient' in my quoted post, when I actually stated that I am perturbed by people who treat their animals as 'equally sentient'; ergo, assigning pets human characteristics, giving them voices and even involving them in activities beyond their 'understanding' - the whole issue brought up by the OP.
It doesn't matter how many people on his thread are so blinded by their love for animals that they cannot bear people who aren't equally smitten: I can't help not being interested in pets, I can't help finding pet odours unpleasant and nauseating and I can't help eyeing people who 'make' their dogs sign Christmas cards and such with suspicion.
And even though I haven't for a second advocated animal cruelty (and stressed repeatedly that I RESPECT animals), it appears that the people who extend such devotion to other species cannot embrace a difference of opinion from their fellow man.
Thanks. I knew we'd find someone capable of accepting that not everyone is an animal lover eventually.
I think your point of view would have been greeted with more respect had you not entered the thread and started insulting your version of OTT pet-lovers before anyone had the chance to respond.
I'm in an abusive relationship with my psychotic Staffie/Serial Killer cross.
If I'm on the phone for more than 60 seconds, he picks up rope balls, flicks his head and throws them at me.
When I'm not in a rush, take him out he'll poo for fun. Take him out before I need to go to bed, am tired, know he needs a dump..? Just sits there and looks at me with 'Make Me' expression.
Only ever jumps into my seat when I'm rushing to sit down holding a plate that is slowly burning my fingers off.
Has learned to interpret basic commands such as 'Leave' backwards..
The list goes on.
Better not change - I love the lunatic..think he kinda likes me too - occasionally
I'm in an abusive relationship with my psychotic Staffie/Serial Killer cross.
If I'm on the phone for more than 60 seconds, he picks up rope balls, flicks his head and throws them at me.
When I'm not in a rush, take him out he'll poo for fun. Take him out before I need to go to bed, am tired, know he needs a dump..? Just sits there and looks at me with 'Make Me' expression.
Only ever jumps into my seat when I'm rushing to sit down holding a plate that is slowly burning my fingers off.
Has learned to interpret basic commands such as 'Leave' backwards..
The list goes on.
Better not change - I love the lunatic..think he kinda likes me too - occasionally
Haha that sounds like my girl. She gives me less than a minute on the iPad begore she's squeezing her head between the gap to lay on the screen, push it over with her paw, climb on top of me and the iPad so all I can see is her or if that all fails paw me in my face until she gets my attention.
She also walks between my legs when I'm carrying things.
Lays behind me when I'm cooking so I nearly fall over her when I step back , and decides to give all the washed clothes her own personal drying and storage service by dragging them to her bed and laying on them if I forgot to take the basket out of the front room before I go to bed.
Lately when I put her in the car she jumps into the drivers seat and just looks at me when I tell her to move and when I get home from work launches herself full pelt at my stomach and winds me.
Despite all this I love her dearly and she always makes me laugh.
Haha that sounds like my girl. She gives me less than a minute on the iPad begore she's squeezing her head between the gap to lay on the screen, push it over with her paw, climb on top of me and the iPad so all I can see is her or if that all fails paw me in my face until she gets my attention.
She also walks between my legs when I'm carrying things.
Lays behind me when I'm cooking so I nearly fall over her when I step back , and decides to give all the washed clothes her own personal drying and storage service by dragging them to her bed and laying on them if I forgot to take the basket out of the front room before I go to bed.
Lately when I put her in the car she jumps into the drivers seat and just looks at me when I tell her to move and when I get home from work launches herself full pelt at my stomach and winds me.
Despite all this I love her dearly and she always makes me laugh.
That's the clincher isn't it. My monster was 5 last Feb (had him from 8 weeks old), and despite the fact that sometimes he genuinely can piss me off, and wish I'd bought a goldfish instead - he makes me laugh several times a day..and go awww when he turns on the cute. Manipulative little gits aren't they..? And long may it remain the same.
Honestly, being alone here, I can't imagine what I'd do were I not to have a dog..or a psychopath looking like one at least - to fill up my day, and make it better. His soft side is real soft though in fairness. When I'm stressed or upset, he switches off the rambunctious attitude, forces himself up next to me & will lick me silly (not much effort), thereafter just sit pressed solidly against me - his version of trying to comfort me...and yup, secretly I love him for that. Can say that now - it sleeps as I type
I hope our two never meet - no offense. By the sounds of it, with their collective mischief, we'd be in serious bother..lol.
Haha that sounds like my girl. She gives me less than a minute on the iPad begore she's squeezing her head between the gap to lay on the screen, push it over with her paw, climb on top of me and the iPad so all I can see is her or if that all fails paw me in my face until she gets my attention.
She also walks between my legs when I'm carrying things.
Lays behind me when I'm cooking so I nearly fall over her when I step back , and decides to give all the washed clothes her own personal drying and storage service by dragging them to her bed and laying on them if I forgot to take the basket out of the front room before I go to bed.
Lately when I put her in the car she jumps into the drivers seat and just looks at me when I tell her to move and when I get home from work launches herself full pelt at my stomach and winds me.
Despite all this I love her dearly and she always makes me laugh.
Reading this has just made me wish badly that I had my dog still :(:(
I even had my little dog in bed with me, he would snuggle down the bottom of the bed, and very kindly serve as a hot wáter bottle for my feet. And how I miss that
I will never understand people who french kiss humans (or whatever that grotesque act of affection 'twixt owner and beast is supposed to be). Slobbering, shitting and stinking humans turn my stomach. I respect humans but having them in my home - no thank you.
So as for OP's question regarding toothless simpletons who treat humans as if equally sentient and sentimental beings - these people are amongst the most intolerable within society; alongside Tolkien fanatics and Tory voters.
I have more time for most animals than some people.
I agree with the BIB.
I have a lot more time for animals than I do have for humans.
The love I used to get from my little dog when i used to arrive back home, I wish I had bottled it!
Completely unconditional love, as long as you love them back.
Although as much as I love my cats, I do think having dogs are more fun :)
Reading this has just made me wish badly that I had my dog still :(:(
I even had my little dog in bed with me, he would snuggle down the bottom of the bed, and very kindly serve as a hot wáter bottle for my feet. And how I miss that
You know what I think. If they had a good life, knew they were loved..then they realise it's time to move on when the time comes - yet leave their love behind. That combined with fond memories means that they are always going to be with you in some way, shape or form - and no I'm not religious - but believe that nonetheless.
It's so much harder for us 'daft' humans to let go and move on - as I know from the dogs I/my family (as a youngster some centuries back, had and loved.)
You loved your wee fur 'monster'..and was paid back in kind I can bet. Nothing much has changed really, and whether you end up getting another little loon or not - you will continue to be someone who gained so much, gave so much and made your little one happy. If only as many people on this earth had such a life when the timer runs out. What more could you ask for
My beautiful Cavalier presented himself proudly with head and huge floppy ears covered in cheese sauce...how did this happen?...simple, he thinks he is helping when I load the dishwasher up, by sticking his head in and giving things a thorough pre-wash, but in his haste to assist he pays scant regard to any dripping and dirty dishes on the top shelf.
But what he lacks in common sense, he makes up for in caring and undivided attention. He warns me when I am about to have a seizure, normally I have time to get into a safe position because of him.
So this toothless simpleton would like to thank her lovely pet, he has saved me being rushed to A&E with facial injuries and dislocated shoulders, as was the case before we met.
Yep, this little lad of mine is a star, and I have no idea where I would be without him, god awful farts and all.
I don't mind animals but seeing people let their dogs slobber over their faces makes me feel queasy and I really don't get the whole dog-with-its-own facebook-page thing. It's harming no-one, though, so if that's your thing then crack on (although please don't assume I feel the same way as you do about your dog, I prefer them from a distance!)
You know what I think. If they had a good life, knew they were loved..then they realise it's time to move on when the time comes - yet leave their love behind. That combined with fond memories means that they are always going to be with you in some way, shape or form - and no I'm not religious - but believe that nonetheless.
It's so much harder for us 'daft' humans to let go and move on - as I know from the dogs I/my family (as a youngster some centuries back, had and loved.)
You loved your wee fur 'monster'..and was paid back in kind I can bet. Nothing much has changed really, and whether you end up getting another little loon or not - you will continue to be someone who gained so much, gave so much and made your little one happy. If only as many people on this earth had such a life when the timer runs out. What more could you ask for
That was a lovely post, thank you
I always get emotional when I think about my little dog :
I wish now so much I had taken little video clips of him, though I know I would cry every time I watched them....
You know what I think. If they had a good life, knew they were loved..then they realise it's time to move on when the time comes - yet leave their love behind. That combined with fond memories means that they are always going to be with you in some way, shape or form - and no I'm not religious - but believe that nonetheless.
It's so much harder for us 'daft' humans to let go and move on - as I know from the dogs I/my family (as a youngster some centuries back, had and loved.)
You loved your wee fur 'monster'..and was paid back in kind I can bet. Nothing much has changed really, and whether you end up getting another little loon or not - you will continue to be someone who gained so much, gave so much and made your little one happy. If only as many people on this earth had such a life when the timer runs out. What more could you ask for
What a beautiful post, I actually have tears running down my face...aw gawd, postman is knocking on the door now.
Heh heh heh! 'Bum smudge'- love it! Mine loves diving into fox poo.
That's enough to give some of the naysayers a meltdown.
I also keep guinea pigs and defy anyone who tells me they don't have pigsonalities.
Loving some of the comments from the 'toothless simpletons' in this thread.
:D:D
My Jack Russell years ago used to have a nasty habit of flicking over dried cow pats...goodness knows what he thought he would find underneath them...maybe in his past life he was a Wattle and daub expert and built houses.
My beautiful Cavalier presented himself proudly with head and huge floppy ears covered in cheese sauce...how did this happen?...simple, he thinks he is helping when I load the dishwasher up, by sticking his head in and giving things a thorough pre-wash, but in his haste to assist he pays scant regard to any dripping and dirty dishes on the top shelf.
But what he lacks in common sense, he makes up for in caring and undivided attention. He warns me when I am about to have a seizure, normally I have time to get into a safe position because of him.
So this toothless simpleton would like to thank her lovely pet, he has saved me being rushed to A&E with facial injuries and dislocated shoulders, as was the case before we met.
Yep, this little lad of mine is a star, and I have no idea where I would be without him, god awful farts and all.
I'm sorry but that's the sort of thing that makes my stomach heave, same as when people put their plate on the floor for the dog to finish their food.
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Same here.
I don't put them under the tree any more though cos my lab' takes it upon herself to open all the dogs' presents every year, after we've gone to bed.
She doesn't touch any of the other presents but, somehow, manages to find every dog-present and opens them all so we're assaulted by a variety of animals parading into the bedroom with new squeaky chickens and balls with bells in all bloody night.
They know, you know. ;-)
There is shiload of stuff on the animal intelligence thread on here about such research.
It doesn't matter how many people on his thread are so blinded by their love for animals that they cannot bear people who aren't equally smitten: I can't help not being interested in pets, I can't help finding pet odours unpleasant and nauseating and I can't help eyeing people who 'make' their dogs sign Christmas cards and such with suspicion.
And even though I haven't for a second advocated animal cruelty (and stressed repeatedly that I RESPECT animals), it appears that the people who extend such devotion to other species cannot embrace a difference of opinion from their fellow man.
Thanks. I knew we'd find someone capable of accepting that not everyone is an animal lover eventually.
Big slobbery kisses from the toothless simpleton xxx
I will never understand people who french kiss humans (or whatever that grotesque act of affection 'twixt owner and beast is supposed to be). Slobbering, shitting and stinking humans turn my stomach. I respect humans but having them in my home - no thank you.
So as for OP's question regarding toothless simpletons who treat humans as if equally sentient and sentimental beings - these people are amongst the most intolerable within society; alongside Tolkien fanatics and Tory voters.
I have more time for most animals than some people.
:D
My dog loves to do the Bum smudge across the carpet, cant wait to see what he makes of the new Sisal rug going down today...bit rough hopefully.
People who are so rude about those who actually love animals creep me out a bit, too. Have your opinions- I respect them- but I am neither toothless nor a simpleton.
I love my animals. They are a joy to have in my home, if hard work sometimes. They are not 'substitute humans' but I love them for who and what they are. And yes, they do have personalities, moods and feelings.
Heh heh heh! 'Bum smudge'- love it! Mine loves diving into fox poo.
That's enough to give some of the naysayers a meltdown.
I also keep guinea pigs and defy anyone who tells me they don't have pigsonalities.
Loving some of the comments from the 'toothless simpletons' in this thread.
I think your point of view would have been greeted with more respect had you not entered the thread and started insulting your version of OTT pet-lovers before anyone had the chance to respond.
If I'm on the phone for more than 60 seconds, he picks up rope balls, flicks his head and throws them at me.
When I'm not in a rush, take him out he'll poo for fun. Take him out before I need to go to bed, am tired, know he needs a dump..? Just sits there and looks at me with 'Make Me' expression.
Only ever jumps into my seat when I'm rushing to sit down holding a plate that is slowly burning my fingers off.
Has learned to interpret basic commands such as 'Leave' backwards..
The list goes on.
Better not change - I love the lunatic..think he kinda likes me too - occasionally
Haha that sounds like my girl. She gives me less than a minute on the iPad begore she's squeezing her head between the gap to lay on the screen, push it over with her paw, climb on top of me and the iPad so all I can see is her or if that all fails paw me in my face until she gets my attention.
She also walks between my legs when I'm carrying things.
Lays behind me when I'm cooking so I nearly fall over her when I step back , and decides to give all the washed clothes her own personal drying and storage service by dragging them to her bed and laying on them if I forgot to take the basket out of the front room before I go to bed.
Lately when I put her in the car she jumps into the drivers seat and just looks at me when I tell her to move and when I get home from work launches herself full pelt at my stomach and winds me.
Despite all this I love her dearly and she always makes me laugh.
That's the clincher isn't it. My monster was 5 last Feb (had him from 8 weeks old), and despite the fact that sometimes he genuinely can piss me off, and wish I'd bought a goldfish instead - he makes me laugh several times a day..and go awww when he turns on the cute. Manipulative little gits aren't they..? And long may it remain the same.
Honestly, being alone here, I can't imagine what I'd do were I not to have a dog..or a psychopath looking like one at least - to fill up my day, and make it better. His soft side is real soft though in fairness. When I'm stressed or upset, he switches off the rambunctious attitude, forces himself up next to me & will lick me silly (not much effort), thereafter just sit pressed solidly against me - his version of trying to comfort me...and yup, secretly I love him for that. Can say that now - it sleeps as I type
I hope our two never meet - no offense. By the sounds of it, with their collective mischief, we'd be in serious bother..lol.
I even had my little dog in bed with me, he would snuggle down the bottom of the bed, and very kindly serve as a hot wáter bottle for my feet. And how I miss that
I agree with the BIB.
I have a lot more time for animals than I do have for humans.
The love I used to get from my little dog when i used to arrive back home, I wish I had bottled it!
Completely unconditional love, as long as you love them back.
Although as much as I love my cats, I do think having dogs are more fun :)
You know what I think. If they had a good life, knew they were loved..then they realise it's time to move on when the time comes - yet leave their love behind. That combined with fond memories means that they are always going to be with you in some way, shape or form - and no I'm not religious - but believe that nonetheless.
It's so much harder for us 'daft' humans to let go and move on - as I know from the dogs I/my family (as a youngster some centuries back, had and loved.)
You loved your wee fur 'monster'..and was paid back in kind I can bet. Nothing much has changed really, and whether you end up getting another little loon or not - you will continue to be someone who gained so much, gave so much and made your little one happy. If only as many people on this earth had such a life when the timer runs out. What more could you ask for
But what he lacks in common sense, he makes up for in caring and undivided attention. He warns me when I am about to have a seizure, normally I have time to get into a safe position because of him.
So this toothless simpleton would like to thank her lovely pet, he has saved me being rushed to A&E with facial injuries and dislocated shoulders, as was the case before we met.
Yep, this little lad of mine is a star, and I have no idea where I would be without him, god awful farts and all.
I always get emotional when I think about my little dog :
I wish now so much I had taken little video clips of him, though I know I would cry every time I watched them....
What a beautiful post, I actually have tears running down my face...aw gawd, postman is knocking on the door now.
:D:D
My Jack Russell years ago used to have a nasty habit of flicking over dried cow pats...goodness knows what he thought he would find underneath them...maybe in his past life he was a Wattle and daub expert and built houses.
I'm sorry but that's the sort of thing that makes my stomach heave, same as when people put their plate on the floor for the dog to finish their food.