The tales of your pet. Has your furry friend made you laugh, cry, rant & rave. |
(This message was edited by edmm on 06-24-04 @ 10:53 am EDT) Â (This message was edited by edmm on 06-24-04 @ 10:45 am EDT) Â (This message was edited by edmm on 06-24-04 @ 10:41 am EDT) Â (This message was edited by edmm on 06-24-04 @ 10:38 am EDT) Â (This message was edited by edmm on 06-24-04 @ 10:35 am EDT) Bikki, because of his colour (Biscuit)- was a Jack Russel - miniature pincer. (spelling)Loved on sight, by my youngest son - and bought, with some misgivings, by me. Bikki didn't disappoint me; he never got the hang of house-training or ... car-training. On the way to the Dandenongs, (a hilly drive up through mountainous roads)with the whole family in the car - a small car- with Bikki sitting on the rear-window ledge, we were happily unaware - at first, of what he was doing. Suddenly ... GOD! WHAT WAS THAT STINK !?... My son looked behind him to the ledge that Bikki was occupying to discover that .. some sort of multiplications had taken place. I had jammed the brakes and pulled over .. the car RIGHT BEHIND US - passed quickly. So. The car right behind us saw our dog - 'in action' ... and were probably saying, when I braked and pulled over: "YEP! They know - NOW!" |