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Had an old fella in my office this week claiming Hank Marvin is the best guitarist, played him some Michael Angelo Batio & I think he may have had a small stroke.
Thought that was Brian MannixThe comment on this pic refers to Margaret Pomeranz's critique of the Aussie version of Tipping Point, not to her makeup job...
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Had an old fella in my office this week claiming Hank Marvin is the best guitarist, played him some Michael Angelo Batio & I think he may have had a small stroke.
Had an old fella in my office this week claiming Hank Marvin is the best guitarist, played him some Michael Angelo Batio & I think he may have had a small stroke.
Apparently marion shopping centre in lockdown?
How do you even get around with a machete, surely you can't easily conceal one like you could a knife? Sounds strange.Yeah apparently a guy with a machete tried mugging some other guy in DJs. I don’t think he’s running around randomly killing people like the Bondi bloke. Still not great.
How do you even get around with a machete, surely you can't easily conceal one like you could a knife? Sounds strange.
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Feel for you Doc. Having animals and the bond you share is one of very best things in life. When they go which is nearly always unexpected it is heartbreaking. I've had to put down 2 in the last year. Why can't they go peacefully in their sleep?Ah god, the pain.
Not four months ago we had to say goodbye to my 13 year old German Shepard. Today, it's time to say goodbye to his best mate the 14 year old Beagle.
She went in for a routine check as she had been starting to pee inside, and an ultrasound revealed her spleen is a complete mess and a ticking time bomb. Growths and suspected blood all over/in it. She is quite fine besides the relative incontinence, not off her food at all, still bright eyed and able to jump up on the bed and go up and down the stairs etc.
Unfortunately we are faced with just waiting for her spleen to explode and the cancer to go nuts, or make the call early and save her the inevitable pain. We have intensely regretfully decided on the latter. Somehow it's so much harder to say goodbye when they are still outwardly still so capable and happy enough - but we don't want to wake up one morning and she's in an absolutely horrendous way as her spleen has given out.
We decided to take her for a meal at macca's where she got a burger, and one final walk before returning to the vet with her time up.
It's now almost time to take her back to the vet. My heart aches.
I feel for ya mate. I lost my 12 year old shepherd last year. It Broke me.Ah god, the pain.
Not four months ago we had to say goodbye to my 13 year old German Shepard. Today, it's time to say goodbye to his best mate the 14 year old Beagle.
She went in for a routine check as she had been starting to pee inside, and an ultrasound revealed her spleen is a complete mess and a ticking time bomb. Growths and suspected blood all over/in it. She is quite fine besides the relative incontinence, not off her food at all, still bright eyed and able to jump up on the bed and go up and down the stairs etc.
Unfortunately we are faced with just waiting for her spleen to explode and the cancer to go nuts, or make the call early and save her the inevitable pain. We have intensely regretfully decided on the latter. Somehow it's so much harder to say goodbye when they are still outwardly still so capable and happy enough - but we don't want to wake up one morning and she's in an absolutely horrendous way as her spleen has given out.
We decided to take her for a meal at macca's where she got a burger, and one final walk before returning to the vet with her time up.
It's now almost time to take her back to the vet. My heart aches.
Ah god, the pain.
Not four months ago we had to say goodbye to my 13 year old German Shepard. Today, it's time to say goodbye to his best mate the 14 year old Beagle.
She went in for a routine check as she had been starting to pee inside, and an ultrasound revealed her spleen is a complete mess and a ticking time bomb. Growths and suspected blood all over/in it. She is quite fine besides the relative incontinence, not off her food at all, still bright eyed and able to jump up on the bed and go up and down the stairs etc.
Unfortunately we are faced with just waiting for her spleen to explode and the cancer to go nuts, or make the call early and save her the inevitable pain. We have intensely regretfully decided on the latter. Somehow it's so much harder to say goodbye when they are still outwardly still so capable and happy enough - but we don't want to wake up one morning and she's in an absolutely horrendous way as her spleen has given out.
We decided to take her for a meal at macca's where she got a burger, and one final walk before returning to the vet with her time up.
It's now almost time to take her back to the vet. My heart aches.
We were too, it got hard after about four or five months of it, I will admit. Kept pissing on all of the kids playmats etc. We feel very guilty because though we didnt say it, we felt life would be much easier without her - but you made the commitment so we wore it. Then the time comes and you feel like you willed this to happen and you feel immense guilt, but its just the inevitable passage of time.It's so hard. We're currently doing daily Hawthorn clean ups for my partners 14y/o lab cross. He's still happy and runs around like a puppy dog when food comes out, so even though we've had some very serious talks about it we're doing the clean ups.
Take care.
We were too, it got hard after about four or five months of it, I will admit. Kept pissing on all of the kids playmats etc. We feel very guilty because though we didnt say it, we felt life would be much easier without her - but you made the commitment so we wore it. Then the time comes and you feel like you willed this to happen and you feel immense guilt, but its just the inevitable passage of time.
My eyes are bloody sore.
Ah god, the pain.
Not four months ago we had to say goodbye to my 13 year old German Shepard. Today, it's time to say goodbye to his best mate the 14 year old Beagle.
She went in for a routine check as she had been starting to pee inside, and an ultrasound revealed her spleen is a complete mess and a ticking time bomb. Growths and suspected blood all over/in it. She is quite fine besides the relative incontinence, not off her food at all, still bright eyed and able to jump up on the bed and go up and down the stairs etc.
Unfortunately we are faced with just waiting for her spleen to explode and the cancer to go nuts, or make the call early and save her the inevitable pain. We have intensely regretfully decided on the latter. Somehow it's so much harder to say goodbye when they are still outwardly still so capable and happy enough - but we don't want to wake up one morning and she's in an absolutely horrendous way as her spleen has given out.
We decided to take her for a meal at macca's where she got a burger, and one final walk before returning to the vet with her time up.
It's now almost time to take her back to the vet. My heart aches.
She did love the maccas. Did her share of stinky gaseous emmissions thoughYeah, we're having the same discussions for the same reasons right now. It's really hard. There comes a time where it has to be done. Went through the same thing with my dog 8 years ago and swore I wouldn't get another one.
Most important thing is, knowing beagles, I bet they loved the maccas.