Ossie
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i might not be the best at training or working, but damn, i know how to keep a good-looking dog!
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a fool and his money are easily parted spare the rod, spoil the child don't put off til tomorrow what you can do today (i should really listen to that one!)
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thanks, he is a bit of a looker. lot of walking on & running off the lead to keep him in shape! even my mum had to eat her words, she didn't think he'd look half as good with me as an owner (she of little faith!)
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check the paypal website help section. this is from there:
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bloody hell! you're lucky you've got all your limbs intact! tis true, if you make a lot of noise at a bull, "run at it, shouting!" Withnail & I style, it'll usally bugger off in the other direction. cows with calves however, are another matter entirely... luckily i'm in the middle of 50-acre-field land, the only cows i ever see are the 20 or so beef bullocks on the little farm down the road, and they're kept on the field outside the farmhouse at night. no sheep for at least 8 miles. i'd rather walk a mile round than go straight through a field of angry cows with calves at heel! and ther
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signed set of Munnings autobiographies went at an auction in norfolk for nearly £1500... my mum would think nothing of paying that £120 for a book, if she new it was worth the money. she's got books she paid 50p for which turned out to be worth hundreds, and books she paid hundreds for which she knew were worth even more. book collecting is a funny old game, you've got to know your stuff! i found a book in a box of books that were thrown out at Gazes in diss, worth nearly a hundred!
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i know someone who has a litter, south norfolk, dunno if the dam was the russell though. i'll get the number for you.
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another norfolker! which council are you under? some are a lot more leniant about that kind of thing than others. i live in breckland, and it's not too hard to get away with it, as long as you have no near neigbours, or the ones you do have, you keep sweet!
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awwww... that's making me miss having terrier pups! i forgot how tiny they are... that's one patient lurcher, my boy prolly woulda picked the pup up and run off with it!
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my saluki x didn't pick up his first rabbit til he was nearly a year. once he got the idea, there was no stopping him. taking them out with an older dog that knows what it's doing helps. i bet in a month or so she'll cotton on, mind. just when she hits that unruly teenager stage! to get my boy really interested in rabbits, i found a roadkill one, tied a bit of string round its neck, and dragged it round the garden for him. set it up so it'd pop through a hole in the fence, then go right across the grass. worked with him.
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"don't use that f**king language to your f**king mother in this f**king house" (my dad, after i told mum to piss off) "Being undecided...it's dangerous. And I'll give you a perfect example: people with mullets, that's indecision. 'Do I want it long? Do I want it short? I just can't take a stand.' I guess there's a lot of indecisive people in Canada if you know what I mean." "Do you want a message?......Do you want a message?.....Kill your local rapist...but torture him first...then serve him to one of your enemies for dinner...I'll cook" "Everytime I see the spice girls, it makes me wan
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all our dogs get named for their characteristics, or something do to with the circumstances in which they were acquired. like my first terrier, who was named Brambles, cos when i was little, mum used to knit me all these wooly jumpers, and the pup kept getting stuck to me! my current terrier is called Spencer, because he was born the night Lady Diana died. my first lurcher was a big black saluki x, who my dad named Black Jack Davy, after the Steeleye Span song. i've had terriers called Gnashers, Brambles, Topsy, Pickles (both out of brambles), Spencer, Charlie, and charlies sister, who start
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haha, that made me giggle like a schoolgirl... i've heard some great lies from my dad. my favourites being the time he came home from the pub, completely arseholed, and went straight up to the sheds on the meadow. came in, mum asked him what he was doing, and he said he was "putting the dog in the kennel"... next day she remembered he didn't have a dog with him when he went to the pub...mum goes out to the shed to feed the horse, finds a pygmy goat... apparently they had it at the pub, and dad took it home. mum phoned dad at work... someone else answered the phone, and shouted to my dad...
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in the uk, if you put up a building & its there for 4 years & you can prove it, it can stay up. i think you still might have to get some kind of retrospective planning though. my landlord is going through it at the mo with my place. he built it to replace a static 4 years ago, and no ones whinged yet, so it's still there. prat thinks he's gonna sell it, £100,000 for what is basically a glorified shed, with no central heating? f**k i pissed myself when he told me! i have a friend who lives nigh a mile down a track, he's a builder and put up his own place. lived in a static for a wh
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got my boy insured with the NFU, quids a year, which is pretty cheap compared to some other companies! vet bills up to 2 grand per separate incident. he's covered for 3 mil public liabilty on my house contents insurance too, which includes stock worrying. i'm pretty broke, and i'd rather pay out a few quid a month while he's well, than struggle to find ££££'s and not be able to when he's not.
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U2 - All I Want Is You. cracking song, learning to play it at the mo'.
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no worries. if i'm in a position to help someone out a bit, i always will.
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you have PM
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it's not just after lamping with me... for a long while i was known as "the girl who doesn't sleep", because i can stay up for two or three nights, especially if i've got a bottle of jd.... i'm working a 3-midnight shift at the mo', and it's a bugger of a job to fall asleep, can take me an hour or two. i get home at quarter past midnight, i don't take me boots off til gone 1, rounding the cats up to feed them, walking the dog, getting wood in... then i'm up til 4am, cos i'm not tired. by rights i should be in bed now, cos i've got an early start tomorrow. i've got into the bad habit of stayi
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from billy connolly: "wherever you're going, never take an eejit with you... you can always pick one up when you get there" "there's no such thing as 'bad weather', just the wrong clothes. get yerself a sexy raincoat & live a little!" "beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes right to the f**kin' bone!" i'll add more when i remember them...
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right, popped in to the showroom before work, and yep, that'll do the job. hefty as anything, spot on for what you need it for. they've got a few different colours, prolly best to get a black one, all the other ones would end up black anyway!
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that was more aimed at mole trapper, shoulda said! ds, kinda guessed you lived in a pretty remote location by the lack of hazel, cos that bloody stuff will grow anywhere. and i have a friend who grew up on a farm somewhere in co. leitrim, i've never been, but i've seen pictures... i know it tends towards the arse-end-of-nowhere syndrome.
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got the stuff coming out of me ears round here! what about willow? will probably stay springy a bit longer. the high tensile steel sounds like the best option to me, i can't see it losing it's spring in a hurry! have a shop around, you might even want to check out your local diy/garden center type-place, they can be a veritable goldmine of stuff you'd have never thought of using.
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Stone Temple Pilots - Plush (acoustic) prolly a bit of Rose Tattoo or Bessie Smith next.