Settle a disagreement for us...

Whose poop shooters are they?

  • Fat guys

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  • Fat guys wife...

    Votes: 18 85.7%

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...about our 3 dogs. Ernie says they are mine, I say they are hers. First name on the vet bills is hers, thanks to me having the Vets office switch it. When we get home they run to her first. I wake up, they don't stir. Ernie wakes up they get up with her. She has one of the kids beds on her side of the bed along with several blankets piled up on the floor. They all sleep on her side. Ernestina was convinced that if she put a bed for them on my side of the bed that they would sleep by me...been 4 nights now not once have I seen them over there. The blanket on the bed hasn't moved. Daisy went as far as grabbing a second blanket from the bed on my side and dragging it over to the bed on Ernies side of the bed.
So fine folks of FABO, settle this for us...
 
...about our 3 dogs. Ernie says they are mine, I say they are hers. First name on the vet bills is hers, thanks to me having the Vets office switch it. When we get home they run to her first. I wake up, they don't stir. Ernie wakes up they get up with her. She has one of the kids beds on her side of the bed along with several blankets piled up on the floor. They all sleep on her side. Ernestina was convinced that if she put a bed for them on my side of the bed that they would sleep by me...been 4 nights now not once have I seen them over there. The blanket on the bed hasn't moved. Daisy went as far as grabbing a second blanket from the bed on my side and dragging it over to the bed on Ernies side of the bed.
So fine folks of FABO, settle this for us...
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Our Lab Emma is totally my wife's dog. She follows my wife everywhere and goes everywhere with my wife.
But Wifey is the one who walks her every day and takes care of her.
I am "food guy" the only time she comes to me is if I am eating, for her cut of the loot--------
 

you're the man of the house, they are yours, and so is she
(and i mean that not in a possessive manner but responsibility wise)
 
My grand daughter has a German Shepherd "Zach". He's her dog, she asked for him, she wanted him. I'm the one that usually feeds him, I'm the one who bathes him, I give him his flea meds, and I make sure he gets in and out. He also understands that I'm the Alpha.
That dog sleeps with my grand daughter, and follows her everywhere.
That dog protects that little girl to the end. I wouldn't try to do something to her with Zach around.
My wife, that dog barely acknowledges her existence.
In my house I say that Zach is my grand daughters dog, but he's also programed on to me too.
In your case, I'd say the dogs are your wife's when they behave, but yours when they don't.
 
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My lab takes her spot on the foot of the bed when i get up in the morning.comes to me for a back scratch and when its time for a treat or its time to play. She joins my wife on the couch in the evening and usually stays there.
 
You are losing the poll by a fairly large margin inkjunkie!
Sure am....when we met I had 2 dogs, Fred, a Black and Tan Coonhound and Mister Max, a Red Heeler. All Fred cared about was a comfortable spot to sleep. Mister took to Ernie. If I tried to touch her and he seen it he would stand between us, sorta roll his upper lip and show me a few teeth. Never growled, just showed me "the tooth". Buddy Doug stopped for a visit one day. Sat next to Ernie at the counter, Mister came in the house, sat between them and showed Doug "the tooth". Doug laughed, Max growled at him.
For a while we had 4 dogs. I would take off for a week hauling stuff up here. I would,get home, the 3 other dogs would come and damn near tackle me in the living room. Max would stick his head around the corner, see me and roll his eyes at me. Out of all the pups that have passed away since we have been together Ernie took losing Mister the hardest.
Apologies for rambling
 
You don't own them, they own you...
Wish I could disagree with you but I cant...Daisy, the Pitbull spends a lot of time in my Lazy Boy, sleeping. Earlier I told her to move, which she did VERY slowly. Once she got out of the chair she sat directly in front of me, staring. When that didn't work she jumped up on the bed that is in front of the TV...she just sat there, staring at me. Couldn't help but laugh at her.
you're the man of the house, they are yours, and so is she
(and i mean that not in a possessive manner but responsibility wise)
Didn't think you met in a possessive way...but I did laugh at this. To this day whenever Ernie sneezes I don't say "Bless You"....I say possess you...:rofl:
 
Sure am....when we met I had 2 dogs, Fred, a Black and Tan Coonhound and Mister Max, a Red Heeler. All Fred cared about was a comfortable spot to sleep. Mister took to Ernie. If I tried to touch her and he seen it he would stand between us, sorta roll his upper lip and show me a few teeth. Never growled, just showed me "the tooth". Buddy Doug stopped for a visit one day. Sat next to Ernie at the counter, Mister came in the house, sat between them and showed Doug "the tooth". Doug laughed, Max growled at him.
For a while we had 4 dogs. I would take off for a week hauling stuff up here. I would,get home, the 3 other dogs would come and damn near tackle me in the living room. Max would stick his head around the corner, see me and roll his eyes at me. Out of all the pups that have passed away since we have been together Ernie took losing Mister the hardest.
Apologies for rambling



Naw, don't apologize. It's a great ramble.
 
Our girl Holley is mostly Yellow Lab. We both feed her in her bowl depending who gets to it first. But, I think she favors me somewhat. If it's past food time she usually comes to me first. Same with needing to go out. As far as staying with one of us, first loyalty is to whoever has food. LOL. Next is finding the most comfy spot available. She will abandon both food and sleep in an instant to 'defend the castle' though. As I am typing this there is a work crew out front milling the road for paving. She has been on high alert. When they make a pass by the house she comes to me and stares at me till I tell her "its OK".
 
Although it's not always the case of who feeds them, our dog looks to me as her savior! I take her to the boat launch park for her walk every day, it's her number one favorite thing in the world! I also give her frozen yogurt every night, her number 2 favorite thing, but when it comes time for where she's gonna sleep, it's either in the boys bed or on her bed next to mamas side of the bed! As a matter of reference, we have to practically beg her to go eat her food, she is just not a chow hound!! Never seen a dog act that way towards food before!!

They are a finicky animal, and very loyal to who gives em what they really want!!!
 
our dog follows my wife all around the house when Im home, but when I do get home, the dog is the first one to say hi. She also only naps on my side of the bed when Im not in it.....
 
The dogs OWN you both.

That is just how it is. ;-)
 
Although it's not always the case of who feeds them, our dog looks to me as her savior! I take her to the boat launch park for her walk every day, it's her number one favorite thing in the world! I also give her frozen yogurt every night, her number 2 favorite thing, but when it comes time for where she's gonna sleep, it's either in the boys bed or on her bed next to mamas side of the bed! As a matter of reference, we have to practically beg her to go eat her food, she is just not a chow hound!! Never seen a dog act that way towards food before!!

They are a finicky animal, and very loyal to who gives em what they really want!!!
Funny you mentioned that about finicky towards food. Daisy never had a problem eating. She wouldn't devour her food, but she ate. For some reason lately she eats morsel by morsel, often times she will eat 10 pieces and walk away. She makes this sound very similar to one of the 7 second dragsters at the track. Often times when she walks away from her food she will come over by me, look up and make the dragster sound. Goofy dog...
 
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