Mine is precious, BUT...sm
Posted By: Becky on 2007-08-22
In Reply to: Wow..my mom had a schnauzer-mix named Jasper years ago!! Great little doggie!! nm - Animal lover
very hyperactive and co-dependent. He will not go outside by himself and if he realizes that Ruston is not in the house with him, he freaks out trying to find him. It is almost funny until you see the fear in his little face!
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Precious, Precious Baby!
She is gorgeous. Congratulations, Grandma! :-)
Oh, how precious!
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Precious pup!
Picture of your baby just brought back sooo many memories of our precious BUBBA. He was a rescue dog with many major health issues but never/ever complained and gave us about 7-8 years of sheer joy. We are now dogless for the first time in many, many years and want another boxer so much but the thought of losing another one is still so heavy on our minds. When we took him in, we immediately bonded, then found out he was heartworm infested... NOT A PROBLEM: He never missed a step... even gained weight during HW treatment! A few years later, had a tumor on his back leg which we had removed.. then later had the limb amputated... still, he just kept on going, without a problem. God, what a trooper. Finally, succumbed to cancer, never gave up or even complained until the last day of his life. Such a precious, darling friend... to the end. Just not sure I am ready to go through this again so soon. Boxers are such the noble breed, and I am also a Great Dane and English Bulldog owner and lover, all of the good ones die young! Can't seem to get one past 10 years and that is WAAAY too early!
She's so precious !!!!! nm
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So so precious! sm
She actucally reminds me a lot of my daughter when she was born. I was so happy cause she had the same color of hair as me. It then all fell out and came back in blond.
too precious
He is adorable
Precious... Too many times...
we overlook what "grown-up jobs" mean to our young children. They want to help, "butt" (how cute) most of all they want to feel you need them as much as they need you. Thank you for sharing your special time with your daughter and your son I'm most sure appreciates what you are doing he just hasn't expressed that yet. You will most likely get another "surprise" from him when he has his new room... You're doing great spoken from another "Mom" who likes to bond....  They won't be this age 4-ever... cherish it... only happens once....
precious pets
Our pets, our friends, are so very, very precious. They love us unconditionally. What a blessing it is to share our lives with our pets. I am so very sorry for what has happened. I will pray for you. All our beloved pets, I optimistically feel, will be joined with us one day.
You are precious. You are correct. I'm with you 100%, Jan. nm
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He's precious, floppy ear and all! Is that you
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aaahhh, that is precious
Wish my kids still did things like that. Thye are 15 and 17. Even though they are wonderful ( I coule brag for hours but nobody wants to hear that and I don't blame them) just cherish each and every moment. Like Kenney Chesney says "Don't blink".
Absolutely! They are all so precious!!!
Thanks for the info! 
Gary is so precious!
Do you get his name from Spongebob's "cat" (Gary the snail)?
I have 3 precious ones myself, all rescues, 2 Siamese mutts and a Maine Coon mutt!! Love my boo-boos!
Precious puppies! nm
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So precious...now about this litter for dogs
What is the name of it and where can I find it? I have never heard of litter for dogs. This is just the best news I have heard all day!
These are precious! I have old stuff I made way
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I always try to give up time, which I have precious little of!
I try to spend some part of every day in prayer for other people, usually the patients that pass across my computer screen each day. I also try to do more service, as well.
If you look up the word PRECIOUS in the dictionary
you would see this picture! They are just too adorable for words!
What beautiful little babies! They are just precious. Thanks so much.
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I love animals so much and this is just precious!
Have 2 cats and 1 kitten and love where the kitty is grooming the deer. Thanks for sharing this!
We lost our precious Misha today.
My precious 7-year-old Siberian husky, Misha, passed away this morning. I love her so much that I use her name as mine a lot on message boards like this. She was the first dog I ever had as an adult, all mine and my husband's.
She was born 7 years and 41 days ago, and we brought her home at 8 weeks. Her color was cream white with diamonds of light red in two spots; one on her shoulders and one on her tail. At nine weeks she saw her first snow, the biggest she would ever see, of 19 inches of heavenly cold, white snow. She was potty trainined in about 2 weeks. She attended puppy kindergarten and excelled. We were so proud! She was a very good puppy and had both her parents at home with her every day for the first four months of her life.
I was her dog walker and protector, and I remember that when I fell while walking her and dropped the leash, she would start to run for joy, until she saw me on the ground. Then she would return to me and sit on me, just a puppy of 6 months old. We lived in a townhouse with a great big kitchen that was great for puppy training, but as she got bigger, we wanted a fenced-in yard for her to explore. So we bought a house with a fenced-in yard for her. The first time we let her out there with the big oak and pine tree -shaded yard, you could see her happiness at being able to cavort off leash. So now we needed a playmate for her. We adopted another Siberian husky of the same age, but pure white, and named her Sasha. In the morning my husband would let them out about 5:00 a.m., and I would be awakened by the sound of them racing through the leaves around the back yard, wrestling and using play growls. Now my Sasha was very adventurous, and she taught Misha, my digger, to dig along the fence line so they could escape. So I would either notice they were missing or get a phone call telling me my dogs had visited some neighbor, who had gotten my number off a tag. One time when dear husband was searching for them, he found them playing in a yard with a family, the father allowing them to kiss his 2-year-old child, so gentle with children were they.
By 2 years old, we had conquered their efforts to dig out by using chicken wire, and we learned how much adventure they required to keep them content at home. They became model citizens. Some time between the ages of 3 and 4, my Misha's personality became more serious. She became less and less playful with Sasha, and more serious. I was unsure whether this was the normal personality of the more dominant dog,
or whether something might be wrong with her. She had foot problems, and the vet treated this with antibiotics and finally surgery. She had muscle pain, and pain medicine caused her to act more like a puppy again. I told this to the vet. I would mention her blood-shot eyes and face rubbing and the suspicion that she might have a headache. Vet just offered eye ointment and suggested Benadryl. I continued to bring her in for each small thing that came up, thinking it would provide a pattern if there were some autoimmune disease going on. I was now working outside the house, and whenever it was cool, Misha slept outside. I continued to provide the thickest of orthopedic beds and the best food in the hopes of keeping her healthy. She enjoyed the dog park, but didn't run with the other dogs often. She was overweight due to her appetite and my wanting to keep her happy and giving too many treats. Occasionally she would play with a huge rottweiler or mastiff, so I hoped this just meant that her behavior was all an act to show how dominant she was, and how beneath her it was for her to play with smaller, less dominant dogs. At home she would lie around looking depressed, but would always perk up when we decided to take them somewhere, so I thought she was just bored at home.
In September I came back home to work. I didn't see a big change, except that Misha was restless and couldn't decide where she wanted to be. Getting treats was very important to her, and her weight was now near 90. Then we went on vacation at the end of October. It was extremely hard for me to leave them behind, but my parents were paying for the trip and no pets were allowed. We boarded them. During the boarding, the downward spiral started with Misha biting Sasha and tearing her ear.
Once home we started seeing her spending hours pacing, circling, depressed and lethargic, yet anxious. When we'd take her to the vet, the stimulation seemed to pull her out of her funk, and she always appeared normal to vets. I felt very helpless because it seemed they didn't believe us or that we were somehow wrong. I worried about a brain tumor, so I read up on all the diseases that might cause her symptoms. According to her breeder, Misha's father had lupus (SLE), so I hoped that was it. Vet thought it was possible. He did lab testing and gave antibiotics and steroids. The steroids returned Misha to her 2-year-old personality, which was a joy, but also scary because a tumor would often respond that way, but so would lots of conditions.
At the end, I had to get ugly with the vets to get her seen at the vet school. When they saw her then, she was very symptomatic, and they were pretty sure she had a brain tumor. But they wanted to test. An MRI or CT were needed. Hard to get done at Christmas.
In the end she responded well to phenobarbital and had a good day on Christmas eve. Then today, Christmas morning, she had another seizure, and she stopped breathing. We had to let her go.
We are very sad. She was a very good dog. None better.
Mishawaka Shearer
Siberian husky
11/14/99 to 12/25/06
That is precious. It really is. Too many husbands not involved these days! nm
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Love puppies of all kinds! How precious yours must look
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Do they ever grow out of this?? My once precious and sweet 3 year old son has sm
turned into a holy terror. Wow. For the past 2 weeks he has been completely nonsensical and out of control. Any little thing throws him off and he begins destroying the house, kicking, yelling, screaming, etc. This morning I woke up to him crying on the couch without any clothes on, so I told him to go put something on (it's freezing in here!), to which he told me NO! Of course he received a spanking for that (what a way to wake up, huh?). Well, he's been pitching a fit for almost 2 hours now since I refused to cook him pancakes. I told him if he would behave I would make them. Well, he doesn't want to do anything but scream and throw fits, so I won't make them. He has said the word pancake at least 200 times since early this morning. I cannot reward bad behavior, so now I'm just ignoring him which is what my pediatrician told me to do the other day. If I deal with him, I may regret it later. Yes, can you tell I am completely frustruated?
I know they say different things work for different children, but NOTHING works with him. I never, ever spanked before. But the chair became a joke as he would just jump right back down out of his chair and run out the room screaming. He refused to sit down. So then I had to begin spanking him and of course that just makes him angrier, meaner, and he won't listen to a word I say. As soon as I begin talking to him and explaining what I am doing he screams to "override" my voice.
I cried all day Sat. because my husband took my older soon to a ball game and my 3 year old was really bad that morning. I just wanted a little peace, but he refused. So we battled all morning until lunch. It has been every single day like this. Yesterday was bad, but not too bad. Today is really bad, but not as bad as Saturday. I wonder what is going on? He is so unreasonable. The thing is, my husband says, "he's 3. How can you not handle a 3 year old?" Like just now, as I'm typing this, he just said to me, "mommy's STUPID!!" I haven't heard that one all morning, so let me go take care of it. Please say a prayer for me...and him too.
Awwww, what a precious, sweet face!
Thanks for sharing!
My precious daughter, Becca, gave me a kitchen wash cloth and two lollipops. I love it! She was ab
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Precious! Many places will have state-to-state drivers form a chain
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Don't know about your God, but mine
my God is more forgiving than that!
She is not doing anyone any harm, so to say she will burn in h*** for celebrating the fun part of Halloween, not evilness, is the whole reason I do not attend church!
I never did it with mine. For one, I would have been
too embarrassed. My mother used to do it, but we have come a long way since then. I find it kind of primitive. I think nothing is wrong with it in your own home, but in public, I really think you should think about it. There are all kinds of weirdos out there and you just don't know what is in their minds. I see nothing wrong with breastfeeding INSIDE YOUR HOME, but there are folks who would get offended by doing it in public. I would not be offended, but really...I think you could put some of that breast milk in a bottle before you go out.
Mine is up
and FAKE -- Me and my fam are all allergic!
Have red/white/blue/silver these. Looks awesome. Have lights up outside too!!!!
HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
Mine would be...
Laxatives
Laytex gloves
a metal detector
mine too
have to light a fire under his butt in an attempt to get him out of the house.
Mine did nothing at all, at least he went out and tried - sm
more than my DH did, though mine did ask me what I wanted, I told him, he told me to go buy it. This is typical for him. He used to get me beautiful jewelry for b-day, Christmas, annivarsary, that lasted for about 2 years or so, then it has been buy yourself what you want. I do not get bent (what is the point) though a little effort on his part would be nice. He did surprise me on our 10-year anniversary though this year, got me a beautiful opal necklace. As for the kids, my one daughter gave me 2 things, my other nothing, but she gives me wonderful drawings and such all the time, she just has a selfish streak I guess and does not think of others only herself. I just talked to her about this, maybe in the future she will remember our little talk and some good will come from it. My DH needs to learn somehow to have the kids get things for mom on special occasions, yours does too it seems. My neighbor has the same problem with her husband. Basically they are lazy people. He does none of the shopping, gift wrapping, packing to leave (except for his stuff of course), etc. He did buy 1 or 2 gifts, which I of course wrapped. This will probably never change until the kids are gone and he is an old man. I have seen it happen but not until grandchildren are on the scene and these men become model husbands for some reason, whether it is out of boredom or fear of the wife finally saying "I'm out of here, go fend for yourself", or they get struck my lightening, who knows, but beating yourself up about it is not the answer. If you are truly unhappy, get out, or kick him out. But if this is his "flaw" then either live with it, and buy yourself what you want each year or do something about it. It is your call how you deal with it.
mine went away
I had one on my nose for about a year and all of a sudden it just vanished and has never come back. It always bothered me because it was so ugly, but it never hurt and I didn't have to pay to zap it.
Two of mine have had and he will run
fever if he does not drink or eat the popsickles and get sicker. You probably know but you can cool him down with tepid water, try that. You will really have to keep up with you have to drink or eat cool, cold so he will not run that fever.
Yes, mine are
never and I mean never tempt fate. i could never say I was sick or someone else sick say if I wanted to be off from work, no, no, might come true. I have to knock on wood when I say something that is an iffy thing, don’t want to jink.
LOL, I had mine do just that
I gave him a testing tape. It took him hours to get through a page, typing with two fingers, with everything lumped together in one big paragraph, headings and all. Not to mention all the mistakes. lol He now says he has no idea how I do this. I told him I don't know either. : )
LOL! Mine does that too!
And I love how they can never puke/cough up hairballs on the tile, they always have to find a carpeted area (which stains). They can be in the middle of the tile kitchen and find the only rug!
Mine do that too! LOL!
I have tiles in my kitchen, bathroom, and laundry room, yet they decide to leave me presents in the living room or bedrooms where it is carpeted! I own a steam cleaner just for that purpose! LOL!
ok, here's mine...
Awesome: Ellen Degeneres (sp?)
Lame: Oprah
Mine is like that too. (sm)
I don't know why they so strongly believe that aggressive driving is good driving. DH always wants to drive or else he goes nuts, but when I occasionally end up being the driver, he needs to keep quiet so I can concentrate. Just because his BP is through the roof shouldn't mean mine has to be. Lately even when I'm the passenger I don't put up with it. As he starts up, complaining about traffic the moment we've pulled out of the driveway, I calmly remind him he'll live through it. He is starting to realize what a pain he is in the car.
Mine did this ONCE -
We were first married and actually WERE, uh, busy...You never saw someone hit the door running so fast. It never happened again. However, if I were you I would definitely lock my door and put up a sign asking everyone to please knock. It is YOUR house.
Here's how I got out of mine...
I called the cell phone company, said I was trying to cancel but got disconnected and had to call back. When the rep said I had to pay termination on both phones I said the previous rep said I only had to be for 1 phone disconnect fee. After going back and forth a little bit, the rep caved and only charged me for 1 disconnect fee. Worth a try. Good luck.
Mine
used to go on "business trips" and would never check in as well and came up with a world of reasons why. He was seeing other women. That also played a role in lowering my self-esteem, but now I look back and actually feel sorry for him. He's alone and will never have the respect or relationship I have with our children. It's just pitiful, but he made his bed.
I hope you have family you can talk to and get support from. If you need to email me, please feel free. I just know how you feel and I hurt for you right now, but I promise you, it'll all be okay.
Here are mine...sm
Knitting, crochet, cross stitch are my favorites, but the projects keep piling up in a corner because there is no time, and too tired to get through even 5 pages of a book at bedtime. Wish I had an adventure-filled life to blame it on.
I got mine a GPS....sm
he gets lost VERY easily so I figured he'd love it.
mine are like that too.
The last time one of them was home he straightened out one my cupboards and they like to cook with me and play board or card games.
That is exactly how I fix mine, YUM! (nm)
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First mine said he was gay
He deliberately married me for a "front" (he was in the military) and didn't bother to tell me he was gay until we'd been married 6 months. After years of confusion, he ended up having a sex change after marrying a second woman and having a child with her.
If you're lucky, he's just curious. But you really need to get the truth out of him, and be prepared for the worst. If he's really confused about his sexuality it may take him years to figure out who he "is" and what he really wants, so it may be difficult for him to tell you the truth because he might be in denial about it himself.
Mine was only 10 or 11, but she had - sm
aggressive, metastatic breast cancer that spread to her lungs. Vet said I would "know" when to have her PTS.
I knew when she didn't want to do anything but sit on the couch and stare off into space. No longer wanted food or attention, just occasional water, and kind of a blank stare. Was also out of breath all the time. So I had a long talk with her about it, and she just seemed to be saying, "Do it - I'm ready."
Well here's mine (sm)
I can lean on the slacker side sometimes too so here is what I do: get my tea- start half an hour early - read any interesting news on Yahoo, check and respond to emails, look at MTstars ;-) - just get that out of the way. Through the day I tell myself I can't switch over and check email or anything until I have done a certain number of minutes, etc., which earns me an email break. I also have motivational music on my computer - like The Blur's Woohoo! song that I play in between when I am doing things that don't require listening, like sending my work and things like that.
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