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No dog tales this week other than the fact that we were out walking this evening when we saw a woman walking, well, something towards us on a leash and, like most people in the neighborhood, she changed direction when she saw us. Thinking it was a new owner and dog in the neighborhood, I wondered how our reputation had preceded us this time until I saw that she was walking a ferret.
Although it might have made an interesting/amusing/gruesome/horrifying story this evening… I’m feeling like I dodged a bullet.
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Oh my! Fenway pinup! Teen girl bassets everywhere will have this tacked to their walls.
Good boys. G’night.
“Sit, Fenway, sit. Good dog.”
“Ruff!”
Could they be any more handsome…..I don’t think so.
I am glad they did not eat the ferret.
I am glad the ferret did not eat them, either.
They’re looking oh-so handsome and sincere. And virtuous, too.
Who the fuck walks a ferret?
Are you going to turn in the ferret owner? Fish & Game awaits your call.
I second this question. I’ve seen pet ferrets: they run around at high speed, in their cages, in the house, up and down peoples’ trousers. They do this voluntarily and enjoy it. They don’t need to be taken for walks. Sounds like pure affectation on the owner’s part. “Look at me, walking a cool ferret instead of an ordinary dog.” Yeah? Well you won’t look so cool when it turns into Fenway snausage, will you?
would have probably given those beautiful, good boys indigestion. they’d have been hurking up ferret guts for hours.
I keep two ferrets in the trunk of my car, in case I get stuck in the snow.
“Fenway snausage”–that is priceless!
I do agree, though, that the boys would have been hoiking up ferret parts all over the Tbogg marriage bed had they made us all otherwise happy and eaten the beast. Much, much better that they continue to impoverish their hoomins by hoovering down food from the store!
A mother’s love is truly a beautiful thing.
I’ve seen a ferret on a leash several times over the years. Once was on a busy sidewalk in Chicago–at first I thought the person was dragging a necktie along the sidewalk. Silliest-looking thing you ever saw. But the critter seemed to be keeping up well enough, kind of undulating along and minding its own business. They’re cute and all, but it seems like having all the disadvantages of a cat and a spider monkey wrapped up in one musky-smelling package.
It’s cute how you fogged out the id tag…
love it when I get distracted on Thursday nights and remember all that basset-y goodness on Friday . . . it’s like findin’ a $20 in the dryer
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I can’t believe that. Surely it was a dachshund. Anyway, I need to go walk the iquana.