The daughter’s cat up and left one day for better food elsewhere in the neighborhood. We still see here around occasionally. That’s cat loyalty for ya.
We had a neighborhood dog in Tulsa. He lived at the other end of the block. He spent Tuesday afternoons at our house. Why Tuesday? That was garbage day! He would follow the garbage men down the street, getting all the free treats he could gobble up from the neighbor’s trash. The garbage men loved him. Yes, he was a Lab too. We lived at the end of the block. When he was full, and the truck was leaving the neighborhood, he would come to our house to visit our retrievers, get some water, and take a nap.
On nice afternoons, we would all walk back down the block with him. Neighbors would stick their heads out the doors, and ask if he was ours. “No.” Then we found out the rest of his schedule. “On Mondays he comes here for lunch.” Or, “We see him every Thursday for breakfast.” He was a real character. But he always went home at night. After all, that’s where his boy lived!
I love that he had a schedule! What a great dog. I don’t think Choppy would roam too far if given free reign of the neighborhood – she regularly wants to go out on the front lawn and sit and watch the world go by. She could wander off, but unless she sees a bunny, she just sits there.
Now, the dog I had growing up, who was probably a border collie mix, he could roam. All of our neighbors knew him, usually better than they knew us! Of course, he wasn’t the pleasant dog like the one you mentioned; he was out barking at other dogs and causing whatever trouble he thought would be fun that day.
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haha You said it Schooner! 🙂
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He was just attempting to eat my clothing. He really can’t be tamed.
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Schooner: you “can’t be” or you “don’t want to be?” 😹 I think everyone should keep a little “wild side.”
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Good question! I don’t know if we’ll ever get an answer from him on that one.
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Lol..they have a whole month to argue about this!
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And argue they will!
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Maybe that’s why I like cats so much. 😉
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I think it’s why I like dogs – they are very tame!
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Yes Schooner I believe you! 🙂
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🙂
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You guys are the best. Love your honesty Schooner 🙂
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They thank you for your awesome comment!
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haha love it 🙂
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Thanks!
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I think a month of corny cat jokes may help tame Schooner
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Ha! This is a good thought! Now, whether I can get her to smile for the corny jokes is a whole different matter.
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I thought Schooner is he.
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He is! See, even I get their sexes messed up. This is why I never care when anyone else does it!
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Haha, It bewilders me that I care, normally I don’t but I have respect for Choppy’s femininity and Schooner can only be a boy….
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I appreciate that someone is keeping an eye on it, as it seems even I can’t be completely bothered!
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Now I’m just imagining Schooner rocking out to Miley Cyrus lol
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I bet he would love Miley Cyrus – though I am not sure he could rock the tongue out look!
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Haha…the cat looks so innocent though. 😉
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Looks can be deceiving!
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hahaha
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🙂
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No one tames a cat. The cat just decides to tolerate our company for a while.
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I agree completely.
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The daughter’s cat up and left one day for better food elsewhere in the neighborhood. We still see here around occasionally. That’s cat loyalty for ya.
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Exactly. I’ve never heard of a dog doing the same. Sure, they will make rounds and get their food from others, but they always come back home.
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We had a neighborhood dog in Tulsa. He lived at the other end of the block. He spent Tuesday afternoons at our house. Why Tuesday? That was garbage day! He would follow the garbage men down the street, getting all the free treats he could gobble up from the neighbor’s trash. The garbage men loved him. Yes, he was a Lab too. We lived at the end of the block. When he was full, and the truck was leaving the neighborhood, he would come to our house to visit our retrievers, get some water, and take a nap.
On nice afternoons, we would all walk back down the block with him. Neighbors would stick their heads out the doors, and ask if he was ours. “No.” Then we found out the rest of his schedule. “On Mondays he comes here for lunch.” Or, “We see him every Thursday for breakfast.” He was a real character. But he always went home at night. After all, that’s where his boy lived!
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I love that he had a schedule! What a great dog. I don’t think Choppy would roam too far if given free reign of the neighborhood – she regularly wants to go out on the front lawn and sit and watch the world go by. She could wander off, but unless she sees a bunny, she just sits there.
Now, the dog I had growing up, who was probably a border collie mix, he could roam. All of our neighbors knew him, usually better than they knew us! Of course, he wasn’t the pleasant dog like the one you mentioned; he was out barking at other dogs and causing whatever trouble he thought would be fun that day.
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Hilarious! true too.
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Definitely true around here!
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