Cute Animal Thread
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TenderLovingKiller®
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How am I supposed to get shit done with this on my chest…
Bluecloud777
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This is our bunny, she's called Mylene, she's a bit over 8 years old now. She had a rough weekend, as on Saturday noon she stopped eating. With small animals it's very dangerous if they don't eat for 24 to 30 hours, so we've decided to drive to an animal hospital in Duisburg on a Saturday night. We had to wait for 4 hours to get a doctor to see her. So many emergencies, many dogs and a few cats. She got some x ray and the next day some ultrasonic and some meds. First they thought it could be problems with her kidneys or stones in the urine tract but the ultrasonic proved that wrong. Then they found the reason is probably an inflammation in her mouth coming from a wrongly growing tooth, which was fixed yesterday. She's still weak, but starts to eat a little bit by herself, in between we have to nurture her. I think she'll make it through. Fingers crossed.
Yer Ol' Uncle D
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DrainedPatience
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Sisters.
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ranbalam
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As we approach four months with these adopted siblings, things are going well I'd say. They still stay away from anyone but my wife and I, we hope that will change, we'd love for them to be more social instead of hiding when people come over. Either way though, they seem to be relaxed and comfortable with us now.
Yer Ol' Uncle D
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Unplanned new addition...
So...yesterday I'm sitting at a stoplight at a busy intersection waiting to make a left turn. I look to my left where there are 3 lanes of traffic. This little guy is squatted down in the center of the middle lane. I watch 3 cars drive right over him and miraculously he doesn't move. The light changes and miracle #2 is I have no one behind me. This never happens on this highway. I have just enough space to make my turn, hit the flashers and put it in park. I didn't want to scare him for fear he'd run into all the traffic whizzing around so I approached slowly. I reached out to pet him and he made a move but it was toward me. I scooped him up and popped him in the car. He immediately disappeared.
Got home and my wife sat in the car with some food to try and get him to come out. An hour later, not a peep. Temps were in the 90's and we had to get him out. I thought he was under one of the seats - not there. We start in the back of the vehicle and work forward. Can't find him. I got on my back and started feeling around under the dash. There's a foot...and it's not moving. At this point I feared who knows how long lying on the asphalt had gotten him. I grabbed the tools and started pulling the dash out of the car piece by piece, eventually hitting a point where I could see him wedged into a tiny gap. Then I saw his ear move. I was able to pull the glove box trim back enough for my wife to fit her hand in and pull him out.
And here we are...5 cats and 3 dogs.
So...yesterday I'm sitting at a stoplight at a busy intersection waiting to make a left turn. I look to my left where there are 3 lanes of traffic. This little guy is squatted down in the center of the middle lane. I watch 3 cars drive right over him and miraculously he doesn't move. The light changes and miracle #2 is I have no one behind me. This never happens on this highway. I have just enough space to make my turn, hit the flashers and put it in park. I didn't want to scare him for fear he'd run into all the traffic whizzing around so I approached slowly. I reached out to pet him and he made a move but it was toward me. I scooped him up and popped him in the car. He immediately disappeared.
Got home and my wife sat in the car with some food to try and get him to come out. An hour later, not a peep. Temps were in the 90's and we had to get him out. I thought he was under one of the seats - not there. We start in the back of the vehicle and work forward. Can't find him. I got on my back and started feeling around under the dash. There's a foot...and it's not moving. At this point I feared who knows how long lying on the asphalt had gotten him. I grabbed the tools and started pulling the dash out of the car piece by piece, eventually hitting a point where I could see him wedged into a tiny gap. Then I saw his ear move. I was able to pull the glove box trim back enough for my wife to fit her hand in and pull him out.
And here we are...5 cats and 3 dogs.
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ranbalam
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Oh man, this is the best story I've heard in quite awhile. So, so heartwarming. Way to go.