.... but you're never grumpy. You're an old lighthearted goofball. OUR old lighthearted goofballMy moods don't change when I'm on my period, I'm a grumpy old cunt all the time.
Its that time of month already? Sorry Slammed, gotta be rough
.... but you're never grumpy. You're an old lighthearted goofball. OUR old lighthearted goofball
God damn you're right. Free chocolate and compliments? Sign me the fuck up.
And there you go proving you aren't the all seeing, all knowning TB that your posts suggest. I'm grumpy all the fucking time and I don't have a dog to punch.
... it's ok, just don't punch anyone else. Or you might end up in jail where you'll get our ass Slammed
My dog actually massacred a huge rat last week. I was woken by loud sounds and my dog running through the house at around midnight, turned out a huge bush rat dropped out of the ceiling and she chased it into the guest room bathroom, I heard her yelp and then the rat made a massive squeal sound, I looked in the bathroom and there was fucking blood everywhere and my dog's face was covered in blood. I was too tired to clean it until the morning but fucking hell the whole bathroom had that iron blood stench.
Turned out the rat didn't die so in the morning I had to deal with it. It was fucking surreal. Had to take her to get checked out because fuck knows if she swallowed any blood and rat blood is bad shit.
I should have taken a photo of the bathroom, it was insane.
my dogs used to annihilate rats. The two of them worked as a team too. I have fig and pomegranate trees in the backyard that those little cocksuckers would always raid. One would stay on the outskirts waiting for the rat to drop and run, while the other one would try and get them off the trees. Once they hit the floor it was only a matter of seconds. They even decapitated a few ratsMy dog actually massacred a huge rat last week. I was woken by loud sounds and my dog running through the house at around midnight, turned out a huge bush rat dropped out of the ceiling and she chased it into the guest room bathroom, I heard her yelp and then the rat made a massive squeal sound, I looked in the bathroom and there was fucking blood everywhere and my dog's face was covered in blood. I was too tired to clean it until the morning but fucking hell the whole bathroom had that iron blood stench.
Turned out the rat didn't die so in the morning I had to deal with it. It was fucking surreal. Had to take her to get checked out because fuck knows if she swallowed any blood and rat blood is bad shit.
We call them Jack Russel Terrors. Those little things are fearless.I used to have a Jack Russell that attacked echindas...stupid fucking thing.
We call them Jack Russel Terrors. Those little things are fearless.
my dogs used to annihilate rats. The two of them worked as a team too. I have fig and pomegranate trees in the backyard that those little cocksuckers would always raid. One would stay on the outskirts waiting for the rat to drop and run, while the other one would try and get them off the trees. Once they hit the floor it was only a matter of second. They even decapitated a few rats
Yeah mine used to go out bush with us when we were cutting timber because it protected us from the snakes. That little bugger caught more snakes than we ever did.