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Pets

I rescued a stray from the beach 11 weeks ago, she's a cracking dog and she was pregnant.
I expected 2 or 3 puppies and got 12!!!!!!!

They are gorgeous but a total fucking nightmare, i transfered them from inside the house into a newly fenced back garden area, and it has taken me a week to find out where and how the little fuckers were escaping.

I bought a load of fencing and posts,as the garden has never been fenced before, and everything was rosy for about two hours. Since tyhen it's been a week of racing around the forest trying to get them back.

I found an old footie whistle and now before every feed, even if it's a few treats,Off goes two blasts on the whistle, and now they come back, although i had to lift them back in, as they could get out by climbing , but didn't fancy the drop to get back in.

I sat and watched secretly for hours and nothinf, as soon as i went for a pee or o make a cuppa.....off hey went, clever little bastards

I bought the last extra fencing i could afford yesterday, and after work set about my total security plan.
I was in the kitchen cooking their grub 15 minutes later and in walked Tensing and Houdini, frankly i almost cried, but i found the escape route this morning.

The little fuckers climb the metal fence and swing themselves up onto the overhang designed to keep them in.

I have to keep them in as they are slowly becoming a pack, and if they get loose and into anyone's chickens there will be hell to pay, and i will have to pay it, as their adopted daddio.

Problem finally solved, by simply tying strips of formica i had lying around, in front of the fencing they had managed to climb,using the rockery and the fencing itself. Six hours and no escapes so far.
 
Here's a picture of the little guy who's just arrived...

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bah, someone remind me how i paste a piccy on here and i will show you babes, all 12 of them, ha ha ha
 
bah, someone remind me how i paste a piccy on here and i will show you babes, all 12 of them, ha ha ha

I'd tell you how, if only I could remember! You aren't keeping them all are you?
 
I'd tell you how, if only I could remember! You aren't keeping them all are you?

I'm actively looking for homes for all of them.

Now they are old enough to leave home, and i will be glad, as they are eating me out of house and home.
 
Rocket and Dynamite my two mini english bull terriers. Both 11 now! pupsie and Popsie.jpg
 
Now, hold on a minute matey, you're claiming they've got manly names but if you hover your mouse over the photo it claims they are 'Pupsie and Popsie' ???

Explain yourself :) :) :)

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Did I ever show my dogs on here? I can't remember

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Skye, younger collie.

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Charlie, older collie.
 
Lewis the mental Springer

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Saturn the evil miserable old cat

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Mollie - inherited idiot cat (who's now laying on the windowcill in here - snoring!)

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Now, hold on a minute matey, you're claiming they've got manly names but if you hover your mouse over the photo it claims they are 'Pupsie and Popsie' ???

Explain yourself :) :) :)

Ah yes! Busted! Correct. Pupsie is aka maggot aka dynamite and rocket is aka popsie aka stinks! Its a bully thing lol
 
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