Pet Shorts
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Bet you thought this was about some kind of short pants for pets, but actually it’s just a few few short stories about some of the pets we owned over the years.
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Pet Shorts
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Tuffy
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Tuffy was a short long haired black and white Heinz 57 dog we had as a pet when we lived on Stark Street in Phillips, Texas. He was a feisty little dog that always thought he was tougher than he really was. We had had him about a year and one day a big bunch of 10 dogs came through the neighborhood following a female dog in heat. Tuffy joined the pack of male dogs and in 10 minutes they were out of site. We figured he would follow for a few minutes and then come on home. Two days later he was still gone and we wondered if we would ever see him again. One week after he took off with the wild dog pack, he came limping home looking like he had lost half his weight. He had cockleburs all in his fur, he smelled bad, and he had a long open cut on his head. We fed him, cleaned him up and dressed his wounds, and he laid down on the rug in the bathroom and slept for two days. We never knew where he went or what he did on his trip with the wild dogs, but he never took off with a pack of dogs again until he passed away, so we figured he sowed all the wild oats he wanted to on that one trip.
Tuffy was a good old dog, but he didn’t have a lick of sense when it came to chasing women or running with the boys.
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Rascal
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Rascal was a beautiful Himalayan Cat with blue eyes that our daughter Kristi had acquired before she went off to school at Oklahoma State University. We had inherited this Cat and it had been living with us a couple of years. My job required that Pam and I move to Houston for 6 months and the apartments we were moving into allowed no pets. We asked Kristi to take her cat back and she said her apartments didn’t allow cats either. She said she would contact her friends and see if she could find a good home for the cat. She called back and said she had found someone who would take her cat, but we would have to buy the cat a $200 airplane ticket to get the cat to her. So we had originally paid $150 to get the cat for Kristi, paid $100 a year for shots for the cat, paid $150 to get the cat neutered, and fed the cat for 4 years and now we must buy the cat a $200 plane ticket so we can temporarily move to Houston. I decided right then and there that that was the last cat we would ever own.
Rascal got his fair share of cat tickling over the four years we had him, but he was an expensive pussy cat to own.
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Monet‘
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Monet’ was a toy poodle we had for many years. She was a beautiful little dog that we loved dearly, but if we did not let her go with us when we were heading out, she always retaliated in her own doggie way. She would jump up on our king size bed and crap right in the middle of the bed spread. She never ever crapped in the house except when we went off a left her by herself and it was always in the middle of the bed. Such a strange little dog. Her little turds were so small that she never did any real damage, but it was aggravating.
Monet’ was a perfect little dog 99.9% of the time, but for that 0.1% of the time, she was a little turd.
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Thanks for reading Pet Shorts,
Bill