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    Thought I would share this horror my dogs inflicted on me today

    So there I was enjoying a relaxing walk through the woods with Skye, Alfie and my friends boxer Roxy. All the dogs were running around playing. Skye found a stick and wanted to play with it only Alfie and Roxy wanted it as well.
    Normally Skye has a great "leave it" but she totally refused to leave this stick and both Roxy and Alfie kept grabbing the stick from her and rather than have them fight over it I decided to just take the stick off them and put and end to it all. I grabbed the stick telling all 3 of them to leave it and only once it was in my hand did I notice that it was in fact a whole deer leg complete with hoof, fur, bones and blood

    I was honestly almost sick
    Alfie- 11 1/2yrs. 8kg diagnosed June 2008. Insulin - NPH, Novorapid & Caninsulin - a work in progress! Dx left brain neuro focal lymphoma 4th Dec 2012, still fighting on!.

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    Re: When its not really a stick

    OMG that is disgusting......What doggies will do in the woods. Yuck. I would have been sick as well.
    Forbin, miss you every day. See you at the bridge Buddy.

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    • #3
      Re: When its not really a stick

      Ugh, They do think the grossest things are treasures don't they.
      Patty and Ali 13.5yrs 47lbs diagnosed May '08 Ali earned her wings October 27, 2012, 4 months after diagnosis of a meningioma ~ Time is precious ~

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      • #4
        Re: When its not really a stick

        Yikes...giggling....thanks for the smile!

        Eileen and Mildred, 12 yo Border Collie Mx, 24.6 pounds, dx diabetic/hypothyroid 2004, gallbladder removed 2005, cataract surgery 2005, spindle cell sarcoma removed 2009, stroke 2009, tail removed 2011, dx with bladder cancer 2011, CDS, Organix~chicken / NPH,Humalog

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        • #5
          Re: When its not really a stick

          The best part is I ended up standing with the leg in my hands not knowing what to do - I cant fling it away cos the dogs will end up thinking its a game and go chasing it so I had to carry the leg half way round the woods until I could drop it so the dogs wouldn't notice
          Alfie- 11 1/2yrs. 8kg diagnosed June 2008. Insulin - NPH, Novorapid & Caninsulin - a work in progress! Dx left brain neuro focal lymphoma 4th Dec 2012, still fighting on!.

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          • #6
            Re: When its not really a stick

            No wonder he wouldn't leave it alone

            The horror....
            Soaphie = 15 yr old Border/Berner mix dx 07/08. ~8.25 units a.m./p.m. vetsulin, blind/deaf. Ultra Senior, Vital Beef/Bison, Brown Rice and lots of loving. Soaphie passed on October 29, 2015. Sydney = 14.5 yr old Aussie/Shar Pei mix dx 11/10. NPH-varies w/ predinisone a.m./p.m., blind/deaf. Sydney passed on June 3, 2014.

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            • #7
              Re: When its not really a stick

              Your expression was probably priceless....having that leg in your hand with no quick way to get rid of it ;-)

              Eileen and Mildred, 12 yo Border Collie Mx, 24.6 pounds, dx diabetic/hypothyroid 2004, gallbladder removed 2005, cataract surgery 2005, spindle cell sarcoma removed 2009, stroke 2009, tail removed 2011, dx with bladder cancer 2011, CDS, Organix~chicken / NPH,Humalog

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              • #8
                Re: When its not really a stick

                At least it wasn't a stick of dynamite.

                [deadpan]

                Thu, 3 Feb 2011 18:20:10 (PST)
                http://www.coherentdog.org/
                CarolW

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                • #9
                  Re: When its not really a stick

                  Yuk, I would have freaked right out

                  Louise

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                  • #10
                    Re: When its not really a stick

                    That sure explains the exceptional interest!

                    Your story reminded me of Murphy, a black labrador with diabetes who lived out in the country in Ireland. There was nothing... truly... that Murphy loved better than to go out into the bog and find himself a whole deer carcass - eat some, roll in it, drag half of it back. He just pretty much had a party of one with the worst conditioned one he could find. And of course, it didn't do his blood sugar any good.

                    I'm thinkin' that doggy kisses were also off limits for a while!

                    Natalie

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