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Originally Posted by meowzer http:///forum/thread/386287/i-want-to-tell-all-of-you-this#post_3392440
HAHA..therapy...sometimes this hobby makes me not only want to scream, BUT to HARM SOMEONE
LOL...OK it's not that bad...BUT we all know there are very trying moments at times
LOL...
I have a kind of funny story. Way back shortly after I had a heart attack (I was 22) we had a puppy. I was sitting on my sofa with pain in my left arm (angina) and I was contemplating calling an ambulance. I was home alone, just me and that puppy...the pup was old enough to not mess in the house. It knew it was doing wrong because iit would hide in a bedroom to do it's business. I would discover it's mess when I stepped in it, and I was at my witts end with that little rascal. There I sat on my sofa dying and the damn dog came and squatted right in front of me on the living room rug.
Forgetting myself... I yelled at the pup so it would stop, and I sprang from the sofa in a rage......I grabbed the pup by the collar and put it outside to finish what it needed to do. Then I realized my chest pain was gone. That pups squat was better for kicking my heart into rhythm than a nitro pill, For the first time I think I understood why having pets helps you live longer, until then I thought it was walking or caring them that kept you healthy.
The moral of my story is that the hair pulling frustration is actually good for us..it keeps the blood pumping.
Originally Posted by meowzer http:///forum/thread/386287/i-want-to-tell-all-of-you-this#post_3392440
HAHA..therapy...sometimes this hobby makes me not only want to scream, BUT to HARM SOMEONE
LOL...OK it's not that bad...BUT we all know there are very trying moments at times
LOL...
I have a kind of funny story. Way back shortly after I had a heart attack (I was 22) we had a puppy. I was sitting on my sofa with pain in my left arm (angina) and I was contemplating calling an ambulance. I was home alone, just me and that puppy...the pup was old enough to not mess in the house. It knew it was doing wrong because iit would hide in a bedroom to do it's business. I would discover it's mess when I stepped in it, and I was at my witts end with that little rascal. There I sat on my sofa dying and the damn dog came and squatted right in front of me on the living room rug.
Forgetting myself... I yelled at the pup so it would stop, and I sprang from the sofa in a rage......I grabbed the pup by the collar and put it outside to finish what it needed to do. Then I realized my chest pain was gone. That pups squat was better for kicking my heart into rhythm than a nitro pill, For the first time I think I understood why having pets helps you live longer, until then I thought it was walking or caring them that kept you healthy.
The moral of my story is that the hair pulling frustration is actually good for us..it keeps the blood pumping.