An Arf-Arf Here and a Meow-Meow There... E I E I O!

[livius drusus]

I spent like 700 bucks on my ferret's penis so I feel your pain. That was an emergency situation, though, not a routine procedure.

[Ensign Steve]

Let me guess, he was innocently cleaning the shower in the nude and he just fell that way.

[livius drusus]

Almost. He was innocently walking on top of his cage when he fell through the trap door that way. (That way = catching the end of his penis bone on the edge so he was literally hanging from his dick until the bone snapped.)

[Ensign Steve]

GASP! OUCHIE!

So as long as we're on the topic of penis bones, it's called a baculum (which I'm sure you knew). But did you ever think of the plural?

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[livius drusus]

No I did not. But now I will. A lot.

[S.Vashti]

And moments later, Tallula got it in her head that Ebony was ready for play time with a big, bouncy dog. Unfortunately, Ebony was not, and there was a bit of hissing, more bouncing, and then I separated them.

[livius drusus]

Ebony is so stylish with her fancy tags.

[S.Vashti]

It's a silver collar, too. Super posh.

Also, we found one white hair on her forehead.

[livius drusus]

My chickenpanther has a white hair on her chin. It's adorable, needless to say.

[Demimonde]

Totally manipulative, yet still awesome commercial.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6D3rw...ature=youtu.be

[Doctor X]

Originally Posted by livius drusus

I spent like 700 bucks on my ferret's penis . . .

That is the most sentence on the internet today . . .

. . . next to this one:

Originally Posted by livius drusus

. . . catching the end of his penis bone on the edge so he was literally hanging from his dick until the bone snapped.

Collective Mankind crosses its legs in sympathy for your ferret.

--J.D.

[Doctor X]

. . . even though it was posted yesterday. . . .

--J.D.

[S.Vashti]

Tallula has twice refused to go outside today! Granted, both times it was raining/snowing, but what if it's like this for hours? Do I need to expect an "accident" sometime tonight?

[Demimonde]

I have to insist that Dante goes out when it is raining. It helps that our back door is out of a utility room so I can close the inner door, open the outer and just give him a nudge from behind to go out. I have to watch to make sure my dogs actually do their business when it rains, and yeah, sometimes if there is a stretch of bad weather accidents happen.

But the rub-a-dub toweling after going outside is fun too and a great reward.

[Sock Puppet]

When it rains all day here, VC will hold out as long as she can, then pop out for a quick wee and run back in. It just depends on the dog's personality, I think. Plus if there's thunder, all bets may be off.

We have a covered porch, but although I would rather she just let it rip on the porch tile than go in the house, she seems to consider that still "inside," I think, and I don't know how I could communicate otherwise. Maybe one of those grass-like pet pee-mats would work, but that's more solution than the problem demands, for us.

[SharonDee]

Dogs is weird. When my Nikki was young, neither rain nor sleet nor whatever would keep her inside. Out she would go to do her business and do whatever.

In the last few years she has decided that she does not like precipitation and refuses to go out in it. When I gave her the choice between going into her crate or going outside--once she understood that was the deal--she chose the crate every time. "Yeah, Mom, lock me up. I'd rather stay here with a full bladder and dry fur, thanks."

Meanwhile new kid on the block, Tibey, appears to be afraid of nothing. Rain, snow, out he go. During thunderstorms he shows absolutely no fear; I have never owned a dog who was unafraid of thunder. Wow. Suddenly I feel like dropping the diminutive and calling him Tiberius from now on. (And even that sounds kind of wussy now.)

[BrotherMan]

[The Lone Ranger]

I did not personally witness this, but a colleague with a ... weird ... sense of humor once related to me an amusing incident. He had a guest-lecturer for one of his classes one day, and as she was getting ready to deliver her lecture, she told my friend that she needed a pointer.

"No problem," he replied, and handed her a slim, roughly 3-foot long, cylindrical object. She had been using the pointer for a few minutes before it occurred to her that it was made of bone, not the wood that she would have expected.

So she asked him what it was. "It's a walrus baculum," he replied, "I use it as my pointer." For some reason, and to his vast amusement, she immediately dropped it like it had turned red hot.

[curses]

Dear ,
Are you ready for this?




Are you sure?


Can you handle the cute?

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Heeeereee's Crumpet!


Crumpet is part of the litter that the (no longer) stray cat from school. She had her litter the day after she was rescued last Sunday. Today was the first time I've seen the litter. I pick Crumpet as my kitteh-to-be so long as they're FIV and leukemia free.

Here's the litter about half an hour after the last kitten was born:

[vremya]

Awwwwwwwww.........

[Doctor X]

--J.D.

[BrotherMan]

[Watser?]

[livius drusus]

TINY!!!!!!!

[Vivisectus]