Our motel was on a frontage road off Hwy. 61 in Davenport. Next door, just
a short walk, was a pet shop. The first time we went in there were 4
kittens in a big cage with a ladder and a large upper platform. Three of
them were grey and they all had little white mittens but one of them also
had a white spot on the top of its head like a little diamond. The fourth
was an adorable grey tabby. They were rolling around, climbing up and down
from the bottom platform to the top, playing together like kittens do :)
But the one with the white diamond sat down and meowed at us. Oh how sweet!
The next time we visited (after the art show) someone had bought the kitten
with the white diamond on her head. The woman working in the shop said yes,
she was sold over the weekend. I guess its cuteness and little meowed pleas
had been heard and I'm happy about that :) The remaining three kittens were
too busy eating to pay us any attention.
I'll be the first to say I probably wouldn't purchase a cat (or a dog) from
a pet shop. But this was a small, privately owned shop (the owner had his
huge Goffin Cockatoo, Rae, in the shop with a big NOT FOR SALE! sign). The
animals appeared to be healthy, happy and well-cared for. The puppies were
all in spacious kennels with pals to play with. The cages were clean. Up
towards the front was a large glass enclosure with four young ferrets and
those critters really like attention!
Places like this (as well as shelters, etc.) are dangerous for
critter-lovers like John and me.
Jill
>Our motel was on a frontage road off Hwy. 61 in Davenport. Next door, just
>a short walk, was a pet shop. The first time we went in there were 4
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>Jill
I theoretically oppose pet shops, too, but damned if I don't stop dead
in front of every single one, and squeal at the critters in the
window.
Actually, I learned a great life lesson once, watching puppies in a
pet store window. There were two sets of puppies, separated by a
glass partition, a couple of Yorkies, and a couple of lovely little
bulldog pups. The Yorkies were bouncing off the walls, and the
bulldogs were *not*-- but lying down and watching them, wide-eyed. I
could almost swear I could hear them saying, "Dude! What's all the
stress about?? You gotta chill!"
Some people are terriers, and some are bulldogs. I'm a terrier, but I
swear to God, from that day, I decided I wanted to be a bulldog.
Theresa
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jmcquown - 21 Sep 2006 15:19 GMT
>> Our motel was on a frontage road off Hwy. 61 in Davenport. Next
>> door, just a short walk, was a pet shop.
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>> Places like this (as well as shelters, etc.) are dangerous for
>> critter-lovers like John and me.
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> in front of every single one, and squeal at the critters in the
> window.
These were actually very well cared for; it wasn't a puppy and kitten mill
type of place, you know?
> Actually, I learned a great life lesson once, watching puppies in a
> pet store window. There were two sets of puppies, separated by a
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> could almost swear I could hear them saying, "Dude! What's all the
> stress about?? You gotta chill!"
LOL! Yes, they were probably doing that with Yorkie's next door! There
were no Yorkies. If this place had any Jack Russell's they'd have been
bouncing off the walls. I love those dogs but come on, they never quit. I
was surprised they were able to train the Jack Russell on 'Frazier' :)
Some people are terriers, and some are bulldogs. I'm a terrier, but I
> swear to God, from that day, I decided I wanted to be a bulldog.
>
> Theresa
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>
> Make Levees, Not War
Jo Firey - 21 Sep 2006 16:10 GMT
>>> Our motel was on a frontage road off Hwy. 61 in Davenport. Next
>>> door, just a short walk, was a pet shop.
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> I
> was surprised they were able to train the Jack Russell on 'Frazier' :)
Kayla is well behaved and well socialized with other dogs. With the
exception of the Jack Russell next door. She seems to think he's a
squirrel.
Jo
jmcquown - 21 Sep 2006 17:54 GMT
>>>> Our motel was on a frontage road off Hwy. 61 in Davenport. Next
>>>> door, just a short walk, was a pet shop.
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> Jo
It was a couple of years ago now at the Davenport show when I was walking
back from the porta-potties (gotta love those outdoor comodes!) when I
spotted a couple with two Jack Russell pups. They'd just bought them and
the pups were running wild, digging at the walnuts that fell from the trees
in the part where the art show was. The couple were so excited, "Oh! Let's
go to the pet shop down the street and get collars and tags and toys for
them!" They had no idea they were about to engage in a HUGE endeavour of
bounciness with these small dogs. Honestly, they are the bounciest dogs
ever, ever! Sproing! Sproing! And *two* of them! EEEEK!
Jill
Kreisleriana - 21 Sep 2006 17:13 GMT
>>> Our motel was on a frontage road off Hwy. 61 in Davenport. Next
>>> door, just a short walk, was a pet shop.
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>bouncing off the walls. I love those dogs but come on, they never quit. I
>was surprised they were able to train the Jack Russell on 'Frazier' :)
That dog, Moose, apparently *was* a wild child, and the job was like
occupational therapy for him. He *hadn't* been a good "pet" dog-- he
was such a chewer and gnawer that he ruined his teeth. The focus of
the training and the intense one-to-one relationship with his trainer,
were what he needed to settle him down.
I think Moose passed away earlier this year, at a ripe old dog age.
Theresa
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jmcquown - 22 Sep 2006 00:27 GMT
>>>> Our motel was on a frontage road off Hwy. 61 in Davenport. Next
>>>> door, just a short walk, was a pet shop.
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> Make Levees, Not War
I heard that about Moose; they had to train him to stop going after the
sandwiches offered to the cast on the set. The trainer did a very good job
with him ;) I saw some outtakes where "Eddie" went a little crazy. It was
funny to watch. Jack Russell's aren't exactly known for being calm. John
calls them dogs plugged into a wall socket LOL
Jill
John F. Eldredge - 22 Sep 2006 02:23 GMT
>Jack Russell's aren't exactly known for being calm. John
>calls them dogs plugged into a wall socket LOL
One joke name I have heard for them is "Jack Russell Terrorists".

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Marina - 22 Sep 2006 04:51 GMT
> I theoretically oppose pet shops, too, but damned if I don't stop dead
> in front of every single one, and squeal at the critters in the
> window.
Here, they don't sell cats and dogs in pet shops. I think it must be
illegal to keep animals over a certain size in cages in pet shops, since
they do sell smaller animals, like guinea pigs and birds.
> Some people are terriers, and some are bulldogs. I'm a terrier, but I
> swear to God, from that day, I decided I wanted to be a bulldog.
Heh, I must be a bulldog. Nah, I'm a cat.

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