- Jul 19, 2020
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- Marshall Michigan
I don't know if I would be comfortable with that in normal times, much less a pandemic. Especially if my husband didn't discuss it with me before inviting someone to stay.yes it was , my husband thought he was doing the guy a good favor by letting him come inside the house , but i was very uncomfortable with him being here so i told jon ( the hubby) that i wanted him to leave
I use all my real info. But I have it set on Friends/Family only, with only 74 people able to read it.I use my real name on facebook. I fake birthday and date.
My grandmother's dog was a golden. She had numerous problems with her hips and elbows.I use all my real info. But I have it set on Friends/Family only, with only 74 people able to read it.
My brother has golden retrievers. They are the friendliest dogs, but they seem to always be having expensive operations! Is this normal for goldens? They were expensive dogs from a breeder. I got my cats for free from the woods and they never need operations. Makes you wonder...
Heck yes, I looooove board games. That sounds like a lot of fun I'll message you about it!Do you like Clue? I'm always playing the online version with strangers, but I'd love to play with a friend.
This would make me feel uncomfortable, too.he didnt stay long thank goodness
Poor baby!!klunick That reminds me of the times I locked Artie in my closets!!
First time was when he was with me for a few weeks. Before I left the house, I went into the storeroom for a bottle of water.
When I came home from work, 9 hours later, I could not find him anywhere. Artie always came to greet me at the door. I looked everywhere for him, several times.. I even searched the floor outside of my apartment. I was really getting worried.. not behind the water hearer, the washer, dryer, stove, not under the bed, no in my clothes closet, not in His room or either bathroom.. I was almost in tears.. ready to call the superintendent.
Finally, I heard a quiet 'meow'...
Yup, locked in my storeroom. I had searched there earlier.. This time, he was calling out. He was hiding in a corner... scared..
Poor boy, was locked in there all day.. from7am-6pm.... oMG... no food, no water, no litter box...
He had tried to get out, but toppled over my grannie cart! He was in the dark, frightened an scared.. Once I located him in the storeroom, he came running out... and let me HAVE it...
I felt terrible.. I cud not love him up, enough.. Artie wanted nothing to do with me...
He did not pee or poop the entire time he was in there.. what a good, clean kitty...
Another time, I locked him in my clothes closet! for an hour.. or so..... Artie used to get into so many things...