ot pets how you got them

We usually have more dogs than cats though we are down to 12 dogs now from 20 at the most . Each and every one ( almost ) has a special place in our hearts and 9 of them even have a special place in the house except for the aussy cattle dog and the siberians who don't much like the heat inside . We used to rescue all breeds , right now we even have a possum in rehab that was run over with all it's litter-mates on the road , it was the only one to survive though it's now blind ( a friendly little critter too ) . We have a three-legged cat named Tripod , a cat that had it's tail surgically removed name Bob , a rescued spaniel that's more or less mentally retarded due to severe dehydration as a puppy when my wife found it under a neighbors corn crib after they let the momma lay in their driveway dead for 4 days and drove around it through the yard to avoid touching it , a dalmation that my wife had to walk in front of hunters to rescue because they were shooting at him as a puppy but missed and were laughing at how scared it was , and the list goes on . We have dogs from as small as a 4lb toy poodle to as large as a 140lb rotweiller with most of them weighing over thirty pounds . Most of our cats have been solid black and on the small side but that's recently been changing and now we are getting some strays with color and size showing up . I forgot to mention the 5 horses and one chicken too . the chicken has got to be at least 8 years old , I didn't know chickens lived that long ! I hope this might cheer you and Mrs 730 up some . We love all types of animals and have probably had them on this farm as rescues or pet's at one time or another including the wild ones that most people want gone . Take care ...Randy

A few years ago I was sawing up some logs on a farm I was taking care of. The owner of the farm gave me 15 or 20 mostly Walnut trees. Anyway, I had hauled my chainsaw up to my truck to once again sharpen the chain. When I went back, there was this little 5 or 6 week old kitten sitting on the log I had just been cutting on. I looked all around that farm and in the creek for any litter mates or a mother. Before I did though, seeing that he was so skinny, I opened a bag of cheetos from my truck and he went at them. Thus the name. I took him home with me that evening.

Hootie just showed up one day in my barn. I opened the door and there she was, staring up at me. She was probably a couple of months old. She kinda looked like an owl, but now looks more like a coon.

We had given up on cats before these two. We had went through 7 or 11 or so in just a couple of years due to the highway out front or the coyotes out back. These two have stuck around, knock on wood. I have had Cheeto for 3 1/2 years now. Hootie has probably been around for a couple years now.

The cat that caused us to give up on cats was named Girlie. She was a real good mouser and was pregnant. She was probably just a few days away from delivering when she go ran over by a car. We were pretty heart broken about that. We had got her and two brothers from my boss at work. The two brothers lasted maybe 5 or 6 months. Girlie was well over a year old.

I would welcome more cats, but if we move, they stay with the house, I mean barn.

The dogs are all part of our family and I wouldn't give them up for anything! They provide us with constant entertainment and companionship that just seems to brighten up every day. As much as I complain about the cats I probably couldn't give them up either, just the way we are.

All the way from Lancaster, WI...here he is!

Gus we got about a year ago from another breeder in Green Bay (actually, I think he kinda picked me) in October, after Bogart was hit on the road on Aug. 28 last year. Miss him too, they were the best 2 dogs we've ever had, and both were too young to die.

A far as the cats go, there's gotta be atleat 30 of them outside right now, and none of them are ever comeing in. We try to get rid of a few if we can to egt them in a good home, but otherwise a good portion don't make it past 1 year.

Donovan from Wisconsin

Condolences to you and Mrs.730.

I have one dog, or rather he has one human. I got him at about 7 months old as a rescue dog. His previous owners lost interest once the puppy grew up a little. He's a blue and red heeler mixed with something. i think it must a spitdog in the mix, cause his salivary glands work overtime.

My last dog wa s heeler too, though it was a purebreed. I got him as a rescue dog too. He made it to 14 years old. Even after being gone for over 2 years, its still tough to think about him. Lots of good times here on the farm.

If this picture loads, it'll be of Bentley. He's the spitdog.

frank