Errr,,,,Nice....kitty, nice, nice kitty.

Hey Tap, want a Rottie?

Here's Duke, 2 1/2 and just spent 2 years outside on a chain. Why do people think they need a dog when the dog will have no contact with the family?





You need to nab this boy before I do cause I don't know if I'm up to handling 100 pound dogs anymore and I know Schatzi isn't ready for another dog in the house quite yet. But damn, he reminds me so much of Damien!

Rottmom, what are you trying to do to me? LOL I wish we could he's handsome as all get out. Get this, the puppy we rescued 2 weeks ago has a sister, and we're getting her, too! The vet who set us up with the first one called to see if we would interested in her sister, so, we said hell yeah, a playmate and a sibling. We'll be getting her on Saturday, gonna be a riot around here with 6 dogs!!! Good luck in your decision making process, I wouldn't want to hear about you getting hurt by a big dog.

I don't think he'd hurt me, from what they say he hasn't got a mean bone in his body. None of my dogs have ever shown me any aggression, mostly I worry about the cats and Schatzi. Even then I worry less about Schatzi with a male than I would with another female.

Rotts need a lot of exercise and I can't do it anymore. I also realized when I was trying to lift Damien off the couch or up off the floor to help him go outside to potty those last days that I needed to start staying within a weight range that I could move around without hurting myself or them should they need help.

Of course that doesn't mean I won't get him. I really, really miss my boy and I really want another rott, its just a question of will the adult me win or will the child me win and what would be best for the dog and my animals.

Rottmom---I didn't mean that he would bite you, I meant jumping on you and knocking you down, or dragging you down the street, etc. I knew I should've clarified, I thought later I should edit it but I was on some other thread.

Naw, you didn't need to clarify, I should have known you knew Rotties better than to assume he'd bite me.

I really want this dog but I just don't know if I should.

Too bad they don't have mini rotties!!!

Yeah, if they had the same personality it would be awesome! I love those big block heads though and I sleep better at night knowing that no teenager in my neighborhood would even consider coming into my house.

I really have to think about this. Maybe if I got serious about weight loss and worked with him with the treadmill. Damien couldn't use it because he couldn't walk a straight line but maybe Duke could. Or, maybe I could take him out with the scooter, maybe he won't be afraid of it like Damien was.

The treadmill works well for Cesar, so I say why not give it a try. As long as you feel comfortable. It sucks to be a softy sometimes doesn't it?

Yeah it does, but in reality I'm not ready to give up on the Rotts yet. I just really love the breed and when I look at that face and those eyes, I see Damien all over again. Then I think about Damien's background, he spent a year confined to a crate that was too small. This guy spent 2 years chained in the yard.

The one thing that stops me is I need to know how he is with cats, and I need to make sure Schatzi is ready for another dog in the house. I also need to make sure I'm not looking to replace Damien too. That's a really tricky thing.

Rottmom--- Yeah the cat thing is a very touchy thing for me, they have to get along or it's no go. The new puppy loves our cats, she rubs and kisses them. The best is how she is with the goat, they play so much I have to end it or the goat is gonna have a grabber!!! SO f-in funny though, I keep saying to her, you didn't even know you had a goat 'til you got here!!! She loves the goat and the goat loves her, so COOL!!!!!! I hope he likes cats, or at least doesn't give a rip about them, then it's all good.

Yeah, me too. I've got four teenaged one year old cats that can drive the most laid back dog insane if allowed to have access to them on a consistent basis. I keep them away from the dog(s) unless I'm there with them, but they are quick and travel in alternate universes so I don't always know they are in the room until they just pop up out of nowhere.

So while I am extremely cautious to ensure they don't have access to the dogs without my being there, I can't have a dog with any amount of aggression toward annoying kitties cause mine are quicker and smarter than I.

I think I'm going to call when I get home and at least ask a few questions.

Rottmom--Good idea, the last two were vetted by the vet, who has 34 cat's living in his clinic!!! They were everywhere, talk about a softy!!!

I'm a cat lover myself. I have two. My long hair male is a great lap cat, he thinks he's a dog I believe, he follows me everywhere. When I'm on the computer I can be typing away and the next thing I know there's a fur ball in my lap. It's nice when I'm all tensed up to just sit with him on my lap petting him and the tension just melts away. They say cat lovers live longer, I can see why

My cat is the same way, except she doesn't sit on my lap when I'm at the computer. She instead stands in front of my monitor until I pet her. Sitting on my legs is reserved for when I'm watching tv or laying in bed.

Mine loves to stretch and hit the keys on my keyboard while lying in my lap. I sometimes think he does it on purpose, maybe hoping to get to some kitty porn.

Yesterday, while tearing up the bay window in my flooded dining room, a "Garfield-looking" cat "moe-zied" into my dining room.

I told it that this was not his house, and he needed to go, then i physically removed it, then my other half took her turn at trying to rid the unwanted fella from entering our home,

then from out of nowhere, LUCKY leaped out, like a shining balck kight!
She gallantly went after the intruding cat, like a soldier defending her home!

She hissed and raised her back an ran after the intruder with valor and honor of "the champion amazon fighter" that she is!

I was so proud of her, and she looked at me with her chest puffed out, knowing that she had protected and defended her home and the home of her pet humans!

I love my LUCKY KITTY!!!!

So cute! I love parrots.

My little baby, Asha

"Of all God's creatures there is only one that cannot be made the slave of the leash. That one is the cat. If man could be crossed with the cat it would improve man, but it would deteriorate the cat."
- Mark Twain Notebook, 1894

Such big eye's she has. Precious!

My babies are all grown up! My little Lilly had her first hairball vomit this morning and I got to find out that the four terrorist kittens are "flingers".

Flingers is my terminology for those cats who, once you put the hairball medicine (which is a cross between petroleum and maple syrup and cannot be washed off but must be removed with turpentine) on their paw, will fling it across the room hitting walls, floors, your face and your clothing.

I got nailed on my "just put on" clean shirt and face. There has got to be a better way. Does anyone know of one? Besides food, I can't change their food since its the only type Sterling can eat.

Try putting the medicine on the top of their nose.

Heads get flung too. Although, I admit, not as wildly as paws. I dealt with this with my first cat, Spunky. I found hardened hairball medicine years later on walls and curtains. Places you don't look very closely at or are covered. Its amazing stuff, hardened it should last several lifetimes.

We were going through EXACTLY this with one of ours last week and this week. Of course, they're cats, so chances that something which works for one will work for another are pretty damned slim. Still...

We, too, have a flinger. I couldn't figure out WHAT that crap was that landed on the pantry door and on the long window shade covering the kitchen door. (I thought it was dog eye goobers!)

Anyway, our gray longhair absolutely rebelled against the stuff, just as you describe. Then we accidentally wiped some onto the edge of her food dish, handling that after trying to apply the goop. She cleaned it off immediately.

It's not in or on the food - now we just leave a glop on the edge of the dish, and she makes it the pallet-cleaner before tucking into the kitty chow. (We use dry kibble.)

My cat Marvin is up on the roof as we speak, I had to some repairs and he loves climbing ladders, so alas, he is up there and I can't catch him, so I wait a while. He did this last year when he followed me up on to the top of the barn, about 25 feet up a ladder, little prick, but he's funny.

One of them did clean what hit the table up, but with multiple cats (and they seem to do everything in a group, its kind of Stephen King freaky) its hard to make sure everyone got some.

I could try to isolate them. If I do it on a Saturday when I have the entire day that could work. I did put the tube in the fridge today because it gets too liquid when the temps get warmer and it flies all over the place when its that runny.

I know South needs it, he's always had a problem with furballs. Sterling does NOT need anything to encourage "drainage" but loves the stuff so I try to do it when he's not around because he'll eat it all. The other four probably only need it once a week and if Lilly is the only one with a problem then I could easily isolate her. She's my most cuddly kitten.

Update: Marvin is still on the roof, he's ignoring me now.

Marvin update: He's down, came down on his own, on the ladder, 12 foot ladder, too.

Did he flip you off and run off into the barn to hide? That's what mine do when they don't want me to do whatever I thought I needed to do with them.

The paranoid android?

Oh, come on, that's not sick when it's a cat.

He has avoided me all day today, he's pissed because I yelled at him!

you think Marvin is a strange cat....my dogs are poop crazy!

I was mowing the lawn....... and it never fails..... every time I start the mower the dogs have to take a dump on the unmowed lawn.

They manage to do it right before I mow in that particular area, Therefore I will have to mow OVER their newly drop pile of doo doo!

(Cause I'm not stopping a picking that shit up. It's nasty enough as it is, and I have to spend a whole two days raking the yard up because I put off picking that stuff up as long as possible. Luckily they only go on the back side of the garage, and behind the shed... )

any hoo... today, once again they took a dump in my mowing path. ANd OHHHH the joy they have when I run over it with the mower! It as if I just sprayed their favorite perfume all over the neighborhood.

I'm like their new HERO everytime it happens. They wag their tails, and come up and lick my feet; bow down and worship me as they kiss my hands singing praises and smiling with glee. They jump for joy as they sniff the air and enjoy the moment of poop-filled-air.

Such are those little moments of exstacy.... in the life of a dog!

I do not pick up dog shit anymore, with 60+ acres to run around on, go shit in the hay field! They still shit on our back lawn, but we don't go there very often. Although, last year we had a party for a co-worker of my wife and set up the tables in that section, and we did have people stepping in land mines! I laughed, some were freaked, I'm like over here we have a boot scrubber, use it! I had to muck up 4 stalls today from the winter, weather wouldn't let me get to it sooner, and my back is killing me. 20 buckets full on the tractor, back and forth, stoop down, stand up , blah, blah, blah. I'm just a little out of shape, so it sucked, but the soreness is motivating. Tommorrow, more soreness, and that's good.

One of the several reasons I split my yard in half was so I had a smaller area to scoop. Even then I don't do it as often as I should. Between the 5 litter boxes in the basement, 2 upstairs (well not right now but when I figure out where I can put them out of dog reach I'll have them) and the back yard 70 percent of what I put in my garbage is shit.

Holy crap. How many cats do you have?

sweet, 20 buckets of compost - the stuff is gold man!

LCF-- It would be if my hay field had been harvested by now. We're 2-3 weeks behind. I can't spread it until we get harvested, it sucks. I wish there was a manure market, we'd be rich!!!

I have six cats. The rule of thumb is a box for every cat plus one. But the truth is only 5 boxes are in use, the other two were for when I had the kittens confined and had to confine Sterling to make sure he was eating.

aRottmom-I never heard that rule, that explains why we one cat is going in a different place in the basement. We need another shitbox, duh!!!

jdoc loves this. I had the best laugh I've had in a long time.You might try squeezing a little out of the tube and let your kitty like at it.

Newbie alert!

Be nice.

Welcome to the boards jdoc.

I'm sorry, I got distracted, and cut it short. Welcome, and have fun!!!!

You can get away with less, like I am, if you make sure you scoop them every day or every other day. Anything more than every other day then I have problems with them using some other area in the basement.

However, going outside the box can also be a sign of a problem. Make sure the offending cat doesn't have an infection or blockage. Then there is the asshole cat. I had an asshole cat (actually he was one of my favorites, but he was an asshole and I think Grant is his reincarnation) who would pee behind the hot water heater. Didn't matter that the boxes were clean or not, he just liked that spot for some reason.

I would pour bleach over it (I don't recommend this actually, it creates a toxic gas because urine has ammonia in it and you should never mix ammonia and bleach), rinse it down, mop it and he'd still go there.

I can't remember who taught me that rule, but I always knew from my humane society days to have a box per cat. They all use each and every one, but I guess its just so they don't feel pushed out of the box or something and start using a corner in the basement.

Now that you have it a big ol' pile, leave it for a couple of weeks, then turn it with the tractor.
After a couple of months and turning it several times it becomes compost.
We use our compost for gardening and flower beds, out in the field, we put it on patches of Canadian thistle and it kills it.

Luckily I only have "Lucky". Lucky for her... and I have one littlerbox. She likes to go outside alot and lucky for me the only time I have to check the box daily is in the winter, and then I don't do it daily. however, I will reuse the litter by adding baking soda to the mix when I clean out the box. It eliminates odors and doesn't hurt "Lucky".

As long as we're on the subject of dog poo, I thought I'd share an analysis (by my brother and myself, over beers) on why dogs smell each other's butts.

In a nutshell, dogs like to know what the other dogs get to eat, and how they get their masters to give it to them. The algorithm is something like:
(1) gather data on what other dog has been eating (i.e., sniff butt)
(2) extrapolate "output" back to "input"
(3) If other dog's dinner smells/imagines appealing, exchange tips for how to get master to feed it
(4) practice, practice, practice

I had a dog I yelled at, and he walked out to the back corner of the back yard. He then sat and looked into the corner, once in a while looking back to see if I knew I was getting ignored. Damn sharpeis are smart.