Do you think this Retriever would have fun in the tub? Maybe he's looking so woebegone cause he knows what's coming next - no, I still recommend a wet and muddy Jurak with a dry and fluffy dog, safely wrapped in his best suit <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
Kiya
Ahhhh yes <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
it's the pic of me, that you cannot see...
for i am dirtier than my little doggie <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" /> <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/up.gif" alt="" />
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oh and he love's to get wet....and swim....well lets just say when it come time to go home......you just try and get him to come out of the water! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/suspicion.gif" alt="" />
he needs to be bribed with this....
liver snacks.... now we can tell Seth we have finally found a use for all that liver nobody's eating!! <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/suspicion.gif" alt="" />
and this for you "other" non-doggie lovers....
A Dog's Prayer Treat me kindly, my beloved master,
for no heart in all the world is more grateful for kindness,
than the loving heart of me.
Do not break my spirit with a stick, for though I should lick
your hand between the blows, your patience and understanding
will more quickly teach me the things you would have me do.
Speak to me often, for your voice is the world's sweet music,
as you must know by the fierce wagging of my tail when your
footstep falls upon my ear.
When it is cold and wet, please take me inside
for I am now a domesticated animal, no longer used to bitter elements
and I ask no greater glory than the privilege of sitting at your feet
beside the hearth though had you no home, I would rather follow you
through ice and snow, than rest upon the softest pillow
in the warmest home in all the land for you are my god
and I am your devoted worshipper.
Keep my pan filled with fresh water,
for although I should not reproach you were it dry,
I cannot tell you when I suffer thirst.
Feed me clean food that I may stay well, to romp and play
and do your bidding, to walk by your side, and stand ready, willing,
and able to protect you with my life, should your life be in danger.
And beloved master, should the Great Master see fit
to deprive me of my health or sight, do not turn me away from you.
Rather, hold me gently in your arms as skilled hands grant me
the merciful boon of eternal rest and I will leave you knowing
with the last breath I draw, my fate was ever safest in your hands.
J.C. KENNELS and all dogs are grateful to Unknown Author
sorry it's long but where there is Evil....there ultimately must also be Good <img src="/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/biggrin.gif" alt="" />
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