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Few years ago...the wife brought in a grey timber wolf....Yeah, really.....They are not the vicious animals I had been led to believe..Gets along with our dogs and her cats..They take turns chasing each other.....Funny, a kitten chasing this bag-ass wolf.........
(He weighed 90 pounds at nine months when he came to us.)

Kids in the neighborhood all kinow his name....they come by ever so often to say hello to him when he is outside on the log chain.......

They stay off the lawn.[8D]

We had a goat in my dad's junk car lot next to his bodyshop.  One night, a man came by to perform a little midnight theft of auto parts.  He saw this rather affectionate goat and RAN.  I mean he ran THROUGH the fence.  Took out an entire section between the posts.  I can only imagine that he had seen the largest guard dog in his entire life!

Grumpy morning tithe[:)]

ORIGINAL: rockmedic109

We had a goat in my dad's junk car lot next to his bodyshop.  One night, a man came by to perform a little midnight theft of auto parts.  He saw this rather affectionate goat and RAN.  I mean he ran THROUGH the fence.  Took out an entire section between the posts.  I can only imagine that he had seen the largest guard dog in his entire life!

[:D]

Good stories guys. When I retire, I want a wolf. Where do I get one?         About the goat. My kid brother , a suburb raised idiot, decided to buy a place "up-country", raise a few horses, ducks, chickens, rabbits and , you guessed it a goat. He knew nothing about animals , and doesn't read. And wouldn't dream of asking anyone. Apparently he forgot when he was a kid (there are 13 years difference between us) that I used to take him to a nearby animal farm , where one of the main attractions was "climbing goats". And his wife is even more a city girl. So imagine the shock when they got up and found the goat standing on their now trashed sports car. I told him , I'm surprised he didn't find the darned thing on top of his house! The goat was quickly found a new home.    Now the idiot is talking llamas! That will be a real surprise for his three labs. (Llama's hate dogs, they are their only known natural enemy......Should I tell him? Nah , he won't listen anyway!) [:D][:D][:D]

ORIGINAL: m10bob

Few years ago...the wife brought in a grey timber wolf....Yeah, really.....They are not the vicious animals I had been led to believe..Gets along with our dogs and her cats..They take turns chasing each other.....Funny, a kitten chasing this bag-ass wolf.........
(He weighed 90 pounds at nine months when he came to us.)

Kids in the neighborhood all kinow his name....they come by ever so often to say hello to him when he is outside on the log chain.......

They stay off the lawn.[8D]

i had a friend with a wolf-mix - huge thing, ran around 150 pounds full grown, iirc...

One day i was playing with it, throwing it a (large) stick... i bent over to pick it up, it picked this moment to leap up, striking me in the face with its (very hard) head...

i think i am one of only a few people to have both eyes blackened from a (half)wolf... [X(] [:D]

Grump!

Grump! Grump! Grump!

MORNING PUNKS! STAY OFF THE LAWN! [:D]

Grump!!!!!

Steve,
Perhaps the punks would take you more seriously if they realized you were a serial arsonist.

ORIGINAL: ChickenOfTheSea

Steve,
Perhaps the punks would take you more seriously if they realized you were a serial arsonist.

Only when I try to BBQ! [:D] (Especially chicken!).[:D]

Before it was destroyed in an impressive wreck, I had an anit-theft device taped to the back window of my truck.  It was a 50 yd small-bore rifle target with a single jagged hole in the center and marked "15 yards .357 magnum".  The punks left my truck alone.  My wife won't let me install such a device on our home.

ORIGINAL: AW1Steve

Good stories guys. When I retire, I want a wolf. Where do I get one?         About the goat. My kid brother , a suburb raised idiot, decided to buy a place "up-country", raise a few horses, ducks, chickens, rabbits and , you guessed it a goat. He knew nothing about animals , and doesn't read. And wouldn't dream of asking anyone. Apparently he forgot when he was a kid (there are 13 years difference between us) that I used to take him to a nearby animal farm , where one of the main attractions was "climbing goats". And his wife is even more a city girl. So imagine the shock when they got up and found the goat standing on their now trashed sports car. I told him , I'm surprised he didn't find the darned thing on top of his house! The goat was quickly found a new home.    Now the idiot is talking llamas! That will be a real surprise for his three labs. (Llama's hate dogs, they are their only known natural enemy......Should I tell him? Nah , he won't listen anyway!) [:D][:D][:D]

Ours came to us....You might google "wolf-hybrid"...

Be warned, wolves cannot be trained....they will ever so often try to be the alpha male, so you must on occasion remind him who is boss...(I am 74", 260, former Ranger and think Trace Adkins is a sissy).[8D]

Oh, yeah....They have to eat food without cereal or they get diarrhea....I am up everday at 0330 taking the young man for a walk...I feed the boy Purina One and something called "Taste Of The Wild" which I get from Tractor Supply..

ORIGINAL: rockmedic109

We had a goat in my dad's junk car lot next to his bodyshop.  One night, a man came by to perform a little midnight theft of auto parts.  He saw this rather affectionate goat and RAN.  I mean he ran THROUGH the fence.  Took out an entire section between the posts.  I can only imagine that he had seen the largest guard dog in his entire life!

When I was a very small child I remember going to visit my great grandfather in east Texas. They lived on a farm which had a goat. This was the very early 70s and their house still had a tin roof in sections. That dang goat thought he was a rooster because every morning when the sun came up the goat would climb the wood pile next to the house and get up on the roof to "bahhhh" at the rising sun. Every morning one was awakened to the sound of goat hooves on a tin roof and "bahhhh!" [8|]

ORIGINAL: niceguy2005

ORIGINAL: rockmedic109

We had a goat in my dad's junk car lot next to his bodyshop.  One night, a man came by to perform a little midnight theft of auto parts.  He saw this rather affectionate goat and RAN.  I mean he ran THROUGH the fence.  Took out an entire section between the posts.  I can only imagine that he had seen the largest guard dog in his entire life!

When I was a very small child I remember going to visit my great grandfather in east Texas. They lived on a farm which had a goat. This was the very early 70s and their house still had a tin roof in sections. That dang goat thought he was a rooster because every morning when the sun came up the goat would climb the wood pile next to the house and get up on the roof to "bahhhh" at the rising sun. Every morning one was awakened to the sound of goat hooves on a tin roof and "bahhhh!" [8|]

That sounds just HILARIOUS!!!!

ORIGINAL: m10bob

ORIGINAL: niceguy2005

ORIGINAL: rockmedic109

We had a goat in my dad's junk car lot next to his bodyshop.  One night, a man came by to perform a little midnight theft of auto parts.  He saw this rather affectionate goat and RAN.  I mean he ran THROUGH the fence.  Took out an entire section between the posts.  I can only imagine that he had seen the largest guard dog in his entire life!

When I was a very small child I remember going to visit my great grandfather in east Texas. They lived on a farm which had a goat. This was the very early 70s and their house still had a tin roof in sections. That dang goat thought he was a rooster because every morning when the sun came up the goat would climb the wood pile next to the house and get up on the roof to "bahhhh" at the rising sun. Every morning one was awakened to the sound of goat hooves on a tin roof and "bahhhh!" [8|]

That sounds just HILARIOUS!!!!

It sounded quite loud at the time.[:'(]

...but all great fun for a wide-eyed city boy.

Grump!

MORNING PUNKS! STAY OFF THE LAWN! [:D]

Diagnosed with AAADD

Recently, I was Diagnosed with AAADD - Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder. This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden. As I turn on the hose in the driveway, I look over at my car and decide my car needs washing. As I start toward the garage, I notice that there is mail on the porch table that I brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car. I lay my car keys down on the table, put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full. So, I decide to put the bills back on the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway, I may as well pay the bills first. I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only 1 check left. My extra checks are in my desk in the study, so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke that I had been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks, but first I need to push the Coke aside so that I don't accidentally knock it over. I see that the Coke is getting warm, and I decide I should put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold. As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke, a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need to be watered. I set the Coke down on the counter, and I discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk, but first I'm going to water the flowers. I set the glasses back down on the counter, fill a container with water and suddenly I spot the TV remote. Someone left it on the kitchen table. I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I will be looking for the remote, but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table, so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs, but first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers, but quite a bit of it spills on the floor. So, I set the remote back down on the table, get some towels and wipe up the spill. Then, I head down the hall trying to remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:
1) The car isn't washed
2) The bills aren't paid
3) There is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter
4) The flowers don't have enough water,
5) There is still only 1 check in my check book,
6) I can't find the remote,
7) I can't find my glasses,
8) And I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all day long, and I'm really tired.[>:]