tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33026671.post5753832553321812890..comments2023-10-26T09:34:23.266-04:00Comments on Turn the Page: Dog, What a Day!Robertahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13055713935608766794noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33026671.post-89725159828078165362007-08-16T16:14:00.000-04:002007-08-16T16:14:00.000-04:00I agree. Useless was, a, err, useless rescue dog. ...I agree. Useless was, a, err, useless rescue dog. We resorted to chemical drugs later in his life because he was so uptight about absolutely everything.<BR/>In earlier times I gave him Valerian (completely natural) for car journeys/trips to the doc. It did the trick and stopped him taking someone's leg off!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03665385782194826703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33026671.post-55535730035940749712007-08-15T19:51:00.000-04:002007-08-15T19:51:00.000-04:00Minx, I live in a drug free environment, except fo...Minx, I live in a drug free environment, except for the vodka, gin and sour mash. Oh, and beer. Oh and wine. <BR/><BR/>Having a drug forced on my animal was appauling to me. She is such a happy soul. <BR/><BR/>That vet is a chicken shit. I don't think she would have bitten him.Robertahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13055713935608766794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33026671.post-48682669872510554262007-08-15T19:45:00.000-04:002007-08-15T19:45:00.000-04:00Our old dog suffered from World Fear. Often on dog...Our old dog suffered from World Fear. Often on doggy tranks, he resembled a stoned hippy. One of the Feckers once wrote a notice above his bed "I need more drugs, man".Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03665385782194826703noreply@blogger.com