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Politics : Sharks in the Septic Tank -- Ignore unavailable to you. Want to Upgrade?


To: YlangYlangBreeze who wrote (2842)1/24/2001 5:32:23 PM
From: hobo  Read Replies (1) | Respond to of 82486
 
ROFLMAO

I was head bitch. I ate before feeding them, didn't tolerate begging, pushed them out of my way, gripped their muzzles the way a mother dog would to punish them, or rolled them over into belly up submissive post to express my dominance.

you know, when i was a kid, (about 4 or 5) we had German Shepperds and Collies (the full size ones). at times, they had liters

i used to eat with them, particularly the little ones, (my mama used to cook a special concoction with rice, meat i won't say what kind -g-, vegetables etc....) LOL i wanted to feel part of the family -G-

no, i did not try the milk -GGG-



To: YlangYlangBreeze who wrote (2842)1/24/2001 5:42:14 PM
From: Jorj X Mckie  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 82486
 
I was head bitch. I ate before feeding them, didn't tolerate begging, pushed them out of my way, gripped their muzzles the way a mother dog would to punish them, or rolled them over into belly up submissive post to express my dominance. It's speaking a language they undertsand

Message 15233810

I reiterate:

She always did doggy things.
Oh Baby!!!



To: YlangYlangBreeze who wrote (2842)1/24/2001 5:47:40 PM
From: Dayuhan  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 82486
 
My next-door neighbors when I lived in a village on Mindanao (long story) once had a pig die while giving birth; one piglet survived, so they let it suckle with a littler of puppies. The pig grew up thinking it was a dog; it would run out in the path and oink at people walking by. It also grew up thinking anything that hangs under a dog gives milk, a misimpression that caused some disturbance among the male dogs. An odd situation, which didn't last long - the family grandma, distressed at piggie's habit of sitting under the table and begging for scraps, insisted on an early appointment with the spit.

Catching up with the ne topics: I loathe poodles, but I love tropical fish. I like watching an aquarium far better than I like watching television: the characters are more varied and the dialogue is infinitely superior....