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Friday, October 15, 2004

OT: Bad Dog!

One rainout and the baseball season's temporarily over. Sheesh. Here we go again with more of the LA Blogs Q&A stuff, this time on our furry friends:

1. Got pets? Give us a roll call!

One good dog (Foley, Keeshond/Australian Shephard/Chow), and one bad dog (Husky/German Shephard/Chow/Godknowswhat).

2. How did you and your pet(s) find each other?

The Seal Beach and Huntington Beach pounds.

2. Dog owners: What's your favorite place to take your canine for a walk/run/romp?

Used to be the Huntington Beach Dog Park, but turnover in volunteer management made that annoying. (People would put their small dogs in the large dog side of the park, which made for trouble with our bad dogs. It turned me off of the whole thing.) Now we just go for walks around the neighborhood.

4. Every pet owner needs access to a good veterinarian? Where do you go when your pets need health care, and why?

Westminster Veterinary Group, where we've taken our dogs for 30+ years. (Sue me, I don't actually live in LA. Does nearby count?)

5. During any extended stays away from home, do you get a friend to care for them, board your pets, or hire a professional pet sitter? Any recommendations for the last two?

We like the kennels at the vet. They're always happy when they go there.

6. Had any close contact with some of L.A.'s native wildlife?

About this time last year, I saw a white owl gliding overhead. And this morning, I saw a red-shouldered hawk suddenly flop into a tree -- and come out with a rat in its talons. Cool! And of course there's all the opossums we see now and then.

7. Good or bad, what's your most memorable childhood animal encounter?

Not mine, but my sister got bitten by a dog (not ours). Ever since then she's been a little afraid of them.

8. What's the funniest and/or most frustrating thing your pet does?

In the mornings, our bad dog will let me eat breakfast, but if I take too long, she'll rawowwworh at me to let me know she's getting impatient for her walkies. And then once we get back, if I forget to give her a rawhide chew, I'll get the same treatment!


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