[lit-ideas] Re: English Pubic Schools

  • From: Erin Holder <erin.holder@xxxxxxxxxxx>
  • To: lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
  • Date: Thu, 16 Feb 2006 20:02:23 -0500

My Sheltie jumped incessantly.  Especially if someone were to walk to the back 
door to let him out.  And we're not talking, like, little jumps.  We're 
talking super high monster jumps!  It was nuts.  I picked him because he was 
the smallest, most pathetic looking puppy in the bunch and named him after an 
axe murderer on the X-Files.  He didn't really live up to his name.  He was SO 
timid.  He had cartilage growing in his lungs, though, since he was little.  
No one knew about it.  We only found out about it when he started to develop 
serious breathing problems, i.e., could barely breathe at all.  And he 
couldn't eat.  We had to switch him from regular dog food to soft, canned 
stuff that we then had to squish up.  The poor thing died of a heart attack at 
the vet's, when the vet gave him a needle.  I love Shelties.

Erin



Quoting JimKandJulieB@xxxxxxx:

> I have a sheltie.  I had completely sworn off dogs after the last two  evil
> 
> ones that came my way (the doby/hound mix we rescued from someone who used 
> him 
> for hunting and beat him; he turned out to be profoundly aggressive, biting 
> 
> everyone) and my step-daughter's pit/lab mix (we called her destructo-dog --
> I 
>  lost more pairs of shoes to that animal....), but my folks' Sheltie died 
> after  15 years and they missed him so much they bought Lucy (well, they
> bought 
> two  shelties -- male & female, Desi & Lucy).  Desi ran into the road  and
> got 
> hit.  Lucy drove them nuts because she's, well, wired .....not the  sedate 
> thing their previous sheltie was.  I fell in love with her.....sweet  
> personality, mischievous, incredibly curious, beautiful markings...very 
> loyal.  Trots 
> around after me from room to room and cuddles with me if I'm  not feeling
> well.  
> But if any other person walks into the house she turns  into instant 
> tazmanian devil -- I swear she's part rabbit or cat or mountain  goat -- she
> has 
> springs in all four legs and leaps from one piece of furniture  to the next. 
> She's 
> not yet a year old, so I trust this adolescent  behaviour will eventually 
> leave <g>.  When I was a kid we had Collies  -- when we were very little we
> used 
> to ride on their backs like horses.   Shelties are a compromise....
>  
> Julie Krueger
> 
> ========Original  Message========     Subj: [lit-ideas] Re: English Pubic 
> Schools  Date: 2/16/06 5:29:20 P.M. Central Standard Time  From: 
> _erin.holder@xxxxxxxxxxxx (mailto:erin.holder@xxxxxxxxxxx)   To:
> _lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx 
> (mailto:lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx)   Sent on:    
> You have a Sheltie!  
> 
> Aw, I miss my  Sheltie.
> 
> 
> Erin
> 
> 
> Quoting JimKandJulieB@xxxxxxx:
> 
> >  You have almost as rich and vivid imagination as my daughter.....the one  
> 
> who
> > 
> > required five "klash-klashes" (washclothes) in her bath for  all her 
> > friends.
> >  
> > Of course now she doesn't need  the fantasy type friends.  The 15 mice,  8
> 
> > cats, 2 doves, 1  beta fish, 1 sheltie, and 2 ferrets are coming close to 
> 
> >  satisfying her need for company.  She does insist that she requires  
> either  a
> > pet rat 
> > or hamster to complete her  menagerie.
> >  
> > Tomorrow is a home-schooling Lizard  presentation.
> >  
> > God help me.
> >  
> > Julie  Krueger
> >  
> > 
> > ========Original   Message========     Subj: [lit-ideas] Re: English Pubic
> 
> >  Schools  Date: 2/16/06 5:11:16 P.M. Central Standard Time  From:  
> > _eyost1132@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx (mailto:eyost1132@xxxxxxxxxxxxx)    To:
> > _lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxxx 
> >  (mailto:lit-ideas@xxxxxxxxxxxxx)   Sent on:    
> >  Paul: You know what is terrible? Waiting at the  
> > end of the  driveway with your child in a minivan 
> > because god
> > Erin:   No, you know what's terrible?  The fact that 
> > I don't think my  brother  even knows what a bus is, 
> > never mind seen the inside of  one.
> > Eric: What's  really terrible is wielding an 
> >  imprivized stone tool to cut your way through  
> > seven miles of  vines and canebrake thicket, 
> > hounded by packs of wild  dogs and  feral children, 
> > fighting gangrene and frostbite, to arrive at the   
> > sheer drop from which you are to descend by 
> > toe-holds onto the  blasted  rabblement below, only 
> > to discover that your high school  has been burned  
> > down--again!--and that you forgot your  number-two  
> > pencils.
> > 
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> Erin
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