The animals ate their master to survive but the health folks said they are considered a biohazard and must be euthanized, The put the poor dogs and a cat down. Fucking Bureaucratic assholes!
I’ve always said if times got tough enough, we’d eat the cats then the dog. I also figured if I went first, they could eat me. The cats wouldn’t survive outside even if they could get out. I don’t think they could catch a cold. Had one for a while that wouldn’t have any problems, but he passed away last year. Dog would probably be fine. He was eating bees just this morning. Eod1sg Ret
The idea of being eaten after my death doesnt bother me. Dying without making arrangements for bobby dawg does. Knowing bobby would get euthanized for surviving isnt good.
I'm 66 and that asshole dog Jack's 8. I do hope he goes first because he's a one man dog and there's no way they'd be able to find him another home. My wife couldn't handle him with her disabilities.
I hit seventy two weeks ago. I was up half the night because I ate too much at supper and regurgitated into my mouth after I went to sleep. Damn, I hate getting old. I am taking a half of a dozen vitamins and supplements just to be able to climb out of bed and walk down the stairs and another half dozen to stave off the rona. Life just keeps getting more difficult to maintain.
I want a sky funeral. Push me over the edge of a canyon and let the ravens feast. My body, my choice? But I'm afraid whoever honors my wishes would get screwed over by the law.
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The animals ate their master to survive but the health folks said they are considered a biohazard and must be euthanized, The put the poor dogs and a cat down. Fucking Bureaucratic assholes!
ReplyDeleteApparently they don't know some of the disgusting things dogs eat.
DeleteDamn that's a sad story and I'm sure a fear of many older people living alone with their pets
ReplyDeleteJD
I always figured that asshole dog Jack would eat my face if he was still around when I died.
DeleteWell I'm not sure what to think about that 😂
DeleteJD
Meat's meat, Pilgrim.
DeleteTube steak and meat balls would be first on the plate to go, Ken
DeleteHe's lazy. He'll take the easiest meal first.
DeleteIn the same situation as the lady in the article I'm sure Boudreaux would do the same....
DeleteJD
She took care of them through the very end.
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I’ve always said if times got tough enough, we’d eat the cats then the dog. I also figured if I went first, they could eat me. The cats wouldn’t survive outside even if they could get out. I don’t think they could catch a cold. Had one for a while that wouldn’t have any problems, but he passed away last year. Dog would probably be fine. He was eating bees just this morning. Eod1sg Ret
ReplyDeletedogs, cats, worms what's the difference
ReplyDeleteWife's dad was found in his condo after missing for two weeks, along with his fat little Corgi.
ReplyDeleteThe idea of being eaten after my death doesnt bother me. Dying without making arrangements for bobby dawg does. Knowing bobby would get euthanized for surviving isnt good.
ReplyDeleteI'm 66 and that asshole dog Jack's 8. I do hope he goes first because he's a one man dog and there's no way they'd be able to find him another home. My wife couldn't handle him with her disabilities.
DeleteGoddamn Kenny, we ain’t dead yet!. 66 November 2nd. Fuck em, I might feel like shit every morning when I get up, but I get up anyway. Eod1sg Ret
DeleteI wouldn't be makin' no long range plans, partner.
DeleteWelcome to the party guys, 67 Nov 5th...
DeleteI'm feeling pretty good most days but there's always that one that's a bitch
JD
I hit seventy two weeks ago. I was up half the night because I ate too much at supper and regurgitated into my mouth after I went to sleep. Damn, I hate getting old. I am taking a half of a dozen vitamins and supplements just to be able to climb out of bed and walk down the stairs and another half dozen to stave off the rona. Life just keeps getting more difficult to maintain.
DeleteI want a sky funeral. Push me over the edge of a canyon and let the ravens feast. My body, my choice? But I'm afraid whoever honors my wishes would get screwed over by the law.
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