too precious
Posted By: ginny on 2009-02-06
In Reply to: Just wanted to share my new cutie pie! - sbMT
He is adorable
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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.
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....
Mine is precious, BUT...sm
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!
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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