Accused dog-napper jailedtook neighbor's dog without permission, neutered it

Salt Lake Tribune ^ | April 13, 2006 | By Stephen Hunt

[brytlea]

LOL how DID you post the < thingies? I thought if I did that some sort of weird html thing would happen!
susie

[girlangler]

I thought Carets were in diamonds :)

Checking out my keyboard now -- I don't see anything close except this ^ :)

[AnAmericanMother]

No, the things in diamonds are CARATS.

O.K., class, now let's review -

Carrots:

Carets: < >

Carats:

'Zat clear? < wink wink >

[AnAmericanMother]

Look over the comma and the period at the lower right corner of the keyboard.

You'll see a left caret over the comma, and a right caret over the period.

Here's where you can go to learn all about 'em:

HTML Bootcamp

[AnAmericanMother]

The trick to posting the carets is to put a space on either side of them. That short-circuits the HTML command.

< P >

< grin >

< see, it's easy! >

[AnAmericanMother]

Good catch on the "golden Labrador retriever."

It seems like I'm always hearing somebody saying that.

Oddly enough, there IS a Golden/Lab cross who lives around the corner. But her mom was a chocolate Lab. She looks like a brown Golden Retriever. I think she has her humans under her thumb, she's always towing them like a water skier, and barking at everything in sight.

[girlangler]

I'll be danged!!!!!

Never knew that:) Thanks for the info.

[OldPossum]

You might appreciate--and be comforted--by this quotation: "Separate Lifetimes "We who choose to surround ourselves with lives even more temporary than our own, live within a fragile circle; easily, and often breached. Unable to accept its awful gaps, we would still live no other way. We cherish memory as the only certain immortality, never fully understanding the necessarily plan... "Anonymous." I was recently given this after the death in February of my 17-year-old beagle mix, whose passing hurts me every passing day. Reading it helps me somewhat and I keep hoping that the pain will ease. But it doesn't. Maybe this passage will help someone else.

OP

[OldPossum]

I messed up the paragraphing. Here's the way it should read. You might appreciate--and be comforted--by this quotation:

"Separate Lifetimes

"We who choose to surround ourselves

with lives even more temporary than our

own, live within a fragile circle;

easily, and often breached.

Unable to accept its awful gaps,

we would still live no other way.

We cherish memory as the only

certain immortality, never fully

understanding the necessarily plan...

"Anonymous."

I was recently given this after the death in February of my 17-year-old beagle mix, whose passing hurts me every passing day. Reading it helps me somewhat and I keep hoping that the pain will ease. But it doesn't.

Maybe this passage will help someone else.

[brytlea]

LOL
Yeah, makes me crazy, because people are always coming up to me with my golden retrievers asking, "Is that a golden lab?" Of course, now I have to admit that when I got my first golden retriever (a rescue) I got her for my husband, thinking she was the same thing as a lab....

As for < > I had no idea they weren't spelled carrots. But...don't tell anyone!
;)
susie

[AnAmericanMother]

Here's another one that Hair found . . .

MISSING OUR DOGS

Old Men miss many dogs.
They only live a dozen years,if that,
And by the time you are sixty, there are several
The names of which evoke remembering smiles.
You see them in your mind, heads cocked and seated.
You see them by your bed, or in the rain,
Or sleeping by the fire by nights
And always dying.

They are remembered like departed children
Though they gave vastly more than ever they took,
And finally you're seeing dogs that look like them.
They pass you in the street but never turn
Although it seems they should,their faces so familiar.

Old men miss many dogs.

[HairOfTheDog]

I miss many dogs...

Love that poem. :~)

[girlangler]

Possum,

I had a little toy silver poodle for 13 years, and when I lost her to a heart attack, it broke my heart. I actually grieved over her for about a year.I still dream about her often, and think of her everyday.

I had carried her around in my arms for 13 years, knew from the look on her face when she was hurting, scared, etc. She was my baby. Every night I'd lay her on my bed, and take a warm bath cloth and clean her face and around her eyes. She loved it.

My Mother has a Pomeranian that is 15, and yesterday I took Mom to the doctor and she was telling me how her dog is trembling, sick, and Mom doesn't know what else to do for her baby. I looked in the little Pomeraniam's eyes and could tell she is close to the end of her life. She, like my poodle, would attack an elephant to save my Mom.

My Mom will be 80 next September. And when she loses this little dog it will devastate her. But I can see it is coming. My Mom has taken better care of this dog than many people take care of their children.

The pain will ease with time, but it hurts to lose a friend, a friend who will lick the tears from your eyes, and love you unconditionally when nobody else will.

I think animals like dogs and cats are angels. They are here for us a short time, but they teach us a lot about unconditional love in that short period.

[AnAmericanMother]

I gotta tell you a story - you'll appreciate this one.

We were over at a friend's house - he has a three year old son who just started in his first T-Ball league. So he's out in the yard practicing his throws at one of those net things. He misses the net, and down goes the baseball about 30 feet into a tangle of honeysuckle, ivy, and briars. His daddy (who's standing barefoot on the lawn) starts to wade into the tangle, and I said, "Wait a minute."

I put the Shelley dog in heel and unsnapped her leash, put out my hand and said, "There's a dead bird in there, girl. Dead Bird. BACK!" She took off into the honeysuckle on a dead run. She went a little left, I whistled between my fingers, she turned and sat, I gave her a right "over" and she ran right over the baseball. She looked at me like, "That ain't a duck OR a bumper!" and I said, "Take It!" and she picked it up, ran to me, flipped into "heel", sat, and delivered to hand.

Everybody's mouth was hanging open. My mouth was hanging open too because she's just started blinds, but I shut it quick and acted like she did this every day . . . < g >

[AnAmericanMother]

I'm still on my first dog . . . but I miss many cats.

[girlangler]

Can I hire you to train my dog?

She was an awesome, trained bird dog, a beautiful tri-colored English setter, before I turned her into a 60-pound poodle (lap dog).

[AnAmericanMother]

Mine's a lap dog too. Demands pats by shoving her nose under my elbow while I'm trying to FReep . . . insists on sleeping on the bed and then insinuates herself between my husband and me and licks our faces . . .

But when she gets on the line in retrieving, or to the starting line in agility, she's ALL business. She knows the difference. Bet your dog does too.

[brytlea]

LOL!
My first show golden had a WC and a JH leg. I was a miserable field trainer, but she was force fetched (had to do it for obedience, she would retrieve real birds, but wood dumbells didn't interest her in the least). One day, I needed a roll of TP (not going to go into any more detail there!) It was across the room. Believe it or not, I told her to fetch it, and she did. :) However, your dog sounds much further along than she ever got! (we had 2 CDX legs when she started having vision problems and I retired her).
susie

[AnAmericanMother]

Well, my girl's never retrieved a roll of TP . . . but we do practice blinds on the laundry. (We have this weird house with random areas open to the second floor - everybody dumps the laundry from the second floor down into the foyer around the corner from the laundry room, so I send the dog "Back" to pick up laundry. She's pretty good at it, but I hope she never finds an odd sock in the field, or she'll be returning with that first before she brings the duck.)