And God Said Man Shall Have Dominion Over Animals (paraphrased)

[moparedtn]

I reckon I fall on the "don't ever hurt an animal in front of me" side of the fence.
In fact, the one of the worst falling outs I ever had with my Pop happened because he
was "old school" disciplining a new dog he had gotten (to be fair, he always had "rescue"
dogs, just like me) one day as I came by to visit.
I about took his head off, not knowing the circumstances of the event....
Didn't speak to him for a month. He never forgot that.
One never wants to see their heroes doing anything one doesn't approve of....
and he sure never wanted to disappoint his oldest son, either.

We've always either had castaway pups up here that someone threw out of their cars down
on the highway in the middle of the night, or dogs we've fetched from the local shelter
occasionally; I've told stories about some of those.
It's a no-brainer to me; we're on the planet to help each other, after all, and to me that
seems to have included our canine friends, too.

Anyways, we get the full array of Gods' creatures out here on the ridge. Lots of different
species meander through daily, from the usual bazillion deer (they're really nuisance animals
anymore, there's so many despite hunters galore) to turkey to skunks, possums, foxes, raccoons,
heck you name it.

I've had staredown contests with some BIG critters too - don't you know, every dang time I've
neglected to pop a sidearm on, seems like - lo and behold, I feel a pair of eyes on me and eventually,
a large cat (we have bobcats and the like, along with the bigger ones, too) or even a wolf one time
(and freakin' coyotes OFTEN) want to just stare you down...
and you know damn well if you turn tail, they'll be on you quicker than spit.
Conversely, they seem to know when you're not playing, too - I've had a few of them dead in my
sights waiting for them to make the wrong move and they seem to sense that and have retreated.

Despite all that, I don't hunt and I don't allow hunting up here - not so much because I have some moral
issue with it (I don't, if it's done properly) but because the last fella I allowed to hunt up on the ridge behind
the house years ago got all rack-happy and managed to put a hole in my houses' siding by mistake.
I ran him outta here so fast he left his stand up on a tree back there somewhere, where it remains to this
day.
All that said, as long as hunters use the meat to feed folks, I got no problem with it at all...
Also with that said, I don't have a problem dropping any critter, human or otherwise, that poses a threat
to me or mine - or to any other innocent human, for that matter.
Been there, done that.

One can debate whether humans should eat meat - just please don't try to do so with me.
Not only does my faith acknowledge and allow for such, but the teeth in my own mouth tell me what
to eat. It's common sense, if you think about it - we're one of the planets' few omnivores, having all
the types of teeth in there so that nature is basically telling us we eat everything, meat or plant.
Works for me, because it should.

 

[QOTHL]

Something is telling me that if you had to be one or the other, well, you are the one who brought up the black widow spider.

So what's your point...? I could say: but what a way to go, but probably shouldn't. So I won't. (this is a retarded mouse...)

 

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I reckon I fall on the "don't ever hurt an animal in front of me" side of the fence.
In fact, the one of the worst falling outs I ever had with my Pop happened because he
was "old school" disciplining a new dog he had gotten (to be fair, he always had "rescue"
dogs, just like me) one day as I came by to visit.
I about took his head off, not knowing the circumstances of the event....
Didn't speak to him for a month. He never forgot that.
One never wants to see their heroes doing anything one doesn't approve of....
and he sure never wanted to disappoint his oldest son, either.

We've always either had castaway pups up here that someone threw out of their cars down
on the highway in the middle of the night, or dogs we've fetched from the local shelter
occasionally; I've told stories about some of those.
It's a no-brainer to me; we're on the planet to help each other, after all, and to me that
seems to have included our canine friends, too.

Anyways, we get the full array of Gods' creatures out here on the ridge. Lots of different
species meander through daily, from the usual bazillion deer (they're really nuisance animals
anymore, there's so many despite hunters galore) to turkey to skunks, possums, foxes, raccoons,
heck you name it.

I've had staredown contests with some BIG critters too - don't you know, every dang time I've
neglected to pop a sidearm on, seems like - lo and behold, I feel a pair of eyes on me and eventually,
a large cat (we have bobcats and the like, along with the bigger ones, too) or even a wolf one time
(and freakin' coyotes OFTEN) want to just stare you down...
and you know damn well if you turn tail, they'll be on you quicker than spit.
Conversely, they seem to know when you're not playing, too - I've had a few of them dead in my
sights waiting for them to make the wrong move and they seem to sense that and have retreated.

Despite all that, I don't hunt and I don't allow hunting up here - not so much because I have some moral
issue with it (I don't, if it's done properly) but because the last fella I allowed to hunt up on the ridge behind
the house years ago got all rack-happy and managed to put a hole in my houses' siding by mistake.
I ran him outta here so fast he left his stand up on a tree back there somewhere, where it remains to this
day.
All that said, as long as hunters use the meat to feed folks, I got no problem with it at all...
Also with that said, I don't have a problem dropping any critter, human or otherwise, that poses a threat
to me or mine - or to any other innocent human, for that matter.
Been there, done that.

One can debate whether humans should eat meat - just please don't try to do so with me.
Not only does my faith acknowledge and allow for such, but the teeth in my own mouth tell me what
to eat. It's common sense, if you think about it - we're one of the planets' few omnivores, having all
the types of teeth in there so that nature is basically telling us we eat everything, meat or plant.
Works for me, because it should.

My mother was a good mother, stay at home mom when that was how things worked and I realize now how much I took that for granted.
BUT my house is where I live WITH my dogs, my bedroom is like a Mafia flop house with dog beds around my bed and on my bed. They have comforters with their couch like cushy beds, they eat in my kitchen and sometimes I have to cook for them. My mother would insist on visiting me and then complain about the dogs the entire time she was here. I finally put my foot down and told her to go visit someone else because she wanted me to get rid of my dogs so she could visit. She felt I owed her as her daughter. The final straw was after telling her I wasn't going to get rid of my dogs and that I didn't want her here she somehow got the number of the Greyhound Rescue guy I had adopted at least 4 dogs from. In case you're not familiar with how Greyhound Resuce works, in his case he had kennel space for about 10 dogs. He would travel to the track in WVA to the adoption kennel where unwanted dogs go to either be adopted or after 30 days be euthanized. He would have to choose what dogs he would rescue out of at least 30 in the kennel. He told me about horrifyingly sad stories...those stories and others will stay with me for the rest of my life.
He called me one afternoon and asked me to guess who called him. I had no idea - it was my mother. She chewed him out and accused him of making me think that dogs are more important than she is. I was mortified and enraged that she would burden this man with her selfish bullshit. I never spoke to her again until about 2 weeks before she died. Think what you will, her actions were uncalled for and thoughtless.
I eat meat but do not believe in cruelty. I have a lot of respect for good hunters, not clowns who don't know what they are doing. It bothers me about how cattle and pig farms have been dehumanized. I hear all kinds of stupid stories from vets about farmers in this area. The biggest problem in all respects is stupidity and immorality. They seem to go hand in hand.

 

[biomedtechguy]

My mother was a good mother, stay at home mom when that was how things worked and I realize now how much I took that for granted.
BUT my house is where I live WITH my dogs, my bedroom is like a Mafia flop house with dog beds around my bed and on my bed. They have comforters with their couch like cushy beds, they eat in my kitchen and sometimes I have to cook for them. My mother would insist on visiting me and then complain about the dogs the entire time she was here. I finally put my foot down and told her to go visit someone else because she wanted me to get rid of my dogs so she could visit. She felt I owed her as her daughter. The final straw was after telling her I wasn't going to get rid of my dogs and that I didn't want her here she somehow got the number of the Greyhound Rescue guy I had adopted at least 4 dogs from. In case you're not familiar with how Greyhound Resuce works, in his case he had kennel space for about 10 dogs. He would travel to the track in WVA to the adoption kennel where unwanted dogs go to either be adopted or after 30 days be euthanized. He would have to choose what dogs he would rescue out of at least 30 in the kennel. He told me about horrifyingly sad stories...those stories and others will stay with me for the rest of my life.
He called me one afternoon and asked me to guess who called him. I had no idea - it was my mother. She chewed him out and accused him of making me think that dogs are more important than she is. I was mortified and enraged that she would burden this man with her selfish bullshit. I never spoke to her again until about 2 weeks before she died. Think what you will, her actions were uncalled for and thoughtless.
I eat meat but do not believe in cruelty. I have a lot of respect for good hunters, not clowns who don't know what they are doing. It bothers me about how cattle and pig farms have been dehumanized. I hear all kinds of stupid stories from vets about farmers in this area. The biggest problem in all respects is stupidity and immorality. They seem to go hand in hand.

I appreciate, respect, and relate to much of that.
If I understand correctly, you have rescue greyhounds in your home?
That's so cool. Every rescue greyhound I've met has been a great dog in my eyes.
Good for you.

 

[Auggie56]

 

[Auggie56]

Geoduck

 

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I appreciate, respect, and relate to much of that.
If I understand correctly, you have rescue greyhounds in your home?
That's so cool. Every rescue greyhound I've met has been a great dog in my eyes.
Good for you.

This is my current Greyhound, 'Cuda. I've lost track of how many I've had over the past 30yrs. I've had as many as 4 at one time. They are big dogs but easy to have in the house. They are very clean and usually quiet. 'Cuda is what the adoption people call "high energy". She is very friendly and wants to be the center of attention. She now has glaucoma and has lost toes on two of her feet - they can run so fast that any imperfection in the terrain or quick turn can break toes. 'Cuda is a good name for her because she likes to intimidate other dogs to: take their food if she can, steal their rawhide bone or anything else she wants that they have. I've had Ridgebacks and she could run them down and trip them. She liked stalking them and then just run at them and broadside them. She's a beast...but a lovely wonderful companion. She's a beautifully built dog, like a bodybuilder/sprinter but like a few that I have had she didn't really like having her picture taken.

Years ago I prayed that Greyhound Racing in FL, where most of the tracks were, would be abolished. That finally happened perhaps as a result of their fixing the voter fraud problem.

 

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Geoduck

Happy as a clam...I've always wondered how you can tell if a clam is happy? I know I'm happy when they are fried the right way and dipped in tangy sauce. The best fried clam places look like a hole in the wall, dump. And in my opinion, they are the best in NE.

 

[Auggie56]

 

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The Greyhound is a fantastic athlete. They can outrun the fastest racehorse reaching top speeds of over 42mph. I remember getting a chest X-ray of my dog Montana, weighting about 85lbs. and seeing how big his heart was - huge. The blood vessels, arteries coming out of it were like garden hoses. During a 30 second race (and I DO NOT endorse racing) a Greyhound circulates it's entire blood volume four to five times.
The greatest racehorse that ever lived, Secretariat, had a racing stride of 24ft. This was a 1200lb animal. A Greyhound averages about 80lbs and has running stride of about 18ft. They spend nearly 80% of the time in the air.

'Cuda, running the legs off of my Ridgeback, Justice.



'Cuda intimidating Justice.




'Cuda loves rolling in the grass after running probably to cool off.



Abigail was a rare blue brindle. The racing industry is superstitious and does not keep dogs this color...



'Cuda loves to lounge:

 

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I am not a fan of horse racing but if you haven't seen the 1973 Belmont Stakes, you should. Even if you don't like horse racing, this is probably one of the most phenomenal athletic events in history. His records still stand and may never be broken. He ran the first 3/4 mile in 1:08 3/5, a record for that distance alone and then kept increasing speed for another 3/4 mile to win the race by 31 lengths and the Triple Crown. He literally cooked his primary opponent Sham, who in any other year could have been a Triple Crown winner. What is often forgotten is the previous year another horse bred by Penny Chennery, Riva Ridge, won two out of the three Triple Crown races, one of which was the most difficult race, the Belmont Stakes. Riva Ridge lost the Preakness due to a muddy track. It was said that Secretariat would run on broken glass, a running machine.

 

[Auggie56]

 

[Joske2]

I am not a fan of horse racing but if you haven't seen the 1973 Belmont Stakes, you should. Even if you don't like horse racing, this is probably one of the most phenomenal athletic events in history. His records still stand and may never be broken. He ran the first 3/4 mile in 1:08 3/5, a record for that distance alone and then kept increasing speed for another 3/4 mile to win the race by 31 lengths and the Triple Crown. He literally cooked his primary opponent Sham, who in any other year could have been a Triple Crown winner. What is often forgotten is the previous year another horse bred by Penny Chennery, Riva Ridge, won two out of the three Triple Crown races, one of which was the most difficult race, the Belmont Stakes. Riva Ridge lost the Preakness due to a muddy track. It was said that Secretariat would run on broken glass, a running machine.

I tought it was 1:09 4/5 ?

 

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I tought it was 1:09 4/5 ?

Yeah, that's what it should say when you look this up online. That time is fast for sprint horses, let alone a full second faster in this race. A typo on the internet. The announcer said he won by 25 lengths and that was wrong. I looked up Secretariats weight and got just under 1200lbs and that seems light for a horse his size. He had an incredible neck for any horse let alone a thoroughbred. The Preakness was an amazing race. As you probably know he came from dead last to win. He came from the outside making up the distance and blows the doors off of Sham. He looks huge compared to the other horse.

 

[Auggie56]

 

[Joske2]

Yeah, that's what it should say when you look this up online. That time is fast for sprint horses, let alone a full second faster in this race. A typo on the internet. The announcer said he won by 25 lengths and that was wrong. I looked up Secretariats weight and got just under 1200lbs and that seems light for a horse his size. He had an incredible neck for any horse let alone a thoroughbred. The Preakness was an amazing race. As you probably know he came from dead last to win. He came from the outside making up the distance and blows the doors off of Sham. He looks huge compared to the other horse.

Yes, i don't think we will see another one like him.

 

[Auggie56]

 

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Wonder what he (?) weighs.

 

[Auggie56]

 

[Auggie56]