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Post by minx on Apr 11, 2024 11:29:53 GMT -5
Yes, an all-inclusive resort for Naughti Pooches, with unlimited treats, long walks and naps on the furniture. Did we mention that you get TWO full meals a day (not the crappy and miserly one that your owners provide)?
OMG, my dogs didn't want to leave! And I mean that. I arrived at Lili's to pick them up and Bit just looked at me. Dresi didn't even bother at first. Then it was an 'oh you' and he slowly climbed off the sofa. Clearly these two were living their best lives and enjoying it too!
Unfortunately, Lili is booked for when we're leaving for my mom's next month. I'm hoping for a cancellation. She and her husband took care of them like they were their own, and both dogs are fat and happy.
I was so happy that they were in good hands for the time we were gone.
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Post by Dave's Not Here Man on Apr 11, 2024 11:39:44 GMT -5
It's the one thing about having pooches that I don't miss. But it's awesome that you found such a great resource because that peace of mind is priceless.
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Post by k9krap on Apr 11, 2024 13:30:51 GMT -5
I don’t miss this part, either. I’ll never forget one time I goofed when making arrangements and we ended up having to take my dog to Bedford for Christmas. (Thank goodness I only had one dog at that time!) OMD! You would have thought I had brought a massive feral wolf! Captain was a medium sized (38 lbs) scruffy terrier mix, house and crate trained. Seldom barked. But hated men (my first husband abused him). Got into an argument with my FIL the first night we were there and we ended up leaving around 11 pm.
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Post by Dave's Not Here Man on Apr 11, 2024 17:54:28 GMT -5
I once had the best Thanksgiving ever. We had 2 choices- take Rollo with us to Ohio or not go. Her parents were pissed and agreed we could bring him but he had to stay in the garage. I said fuck you it's like 2 degrees there. So then they said he could stay in their laundry room. Ok so up the road we went. Of course everyone that came to the house, including the old fuckers, wanted to love on him. One night I was across the street on an empty lot letting him do his business. It was snowing to beat the band probably 12 inches already on the ground. I was half lit and out there in the dark with the 135 lb rottweiler when one of the local cops rolled up. He was completely infatuated with Rollo and telling me how much he loved rotties.... never even looked at me like he was having an "encounter".
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Post by minx on Apr 12, 2024 22:26:01 GMT -5
Rotties are such babies!
When we moved here, the neighbors behind us had a rottie and a cockapoo. We all knew that Roscoe was the biggest chicken on earth, and cowered at the sight of Sammy! Still makes me smile thinking of that pair. And Roscoe was smart as hell. He got out one day and was roaming the neighborhood. I ran into him and said "Go Home Roscoe!" And he turned around and trotted down the street and into their yard as I followed. The gate to the fence wasn't fully latched, which is how he managed the escape.
Bit seems depressed. Bet he's missing all the meals and scratches!
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