The rise of my new pet mantis6 votes
Building a heated dog house for Canadian winters3 votes
Do you talk to your pets? How the conversation usually goes?
I understand that I must write something here for this to work, but I don't think I need to clarify the title any further. Just a prompt for our mutual amusement ;)18 votes
In Iceland, traditionally a land of cat lovers, bans and curfews are redefining the human relationship with domestic cats7 votes
In light of our 4th anniversary here, I believe it is time for another thread on those beloved furry/scaly/feathered friends we all know and are beholden to. So fellow Tilderinos, share your pets!...
In light of our 4th anniversary here, I believe it is time for another thread on those beloved furry/scaly/feathered friends we all know and are beholden to.
So fellow Tilderinos, share your pets! Photos! Stories! Antics! Attitudes! How they've changed your life! How you've changed theirs!
Been a minute (couple of years), but we have done this before, older posts are below:
Why cats love earwax15 votes
Pet cloning is way more advanced than you thought10 votes
What is the easiest, cheapest, most low maintenance pet a person can have?
I already have 3 dogs. I have nothing against cats, but it would probably be a challenge to the pack. I can't say I care much for reptiles. Hamsters are an option. Had Guinea pigs but found them...
I already have 3 dogs. I have nothing against cats, but it would probably be a challenge to the pack. I can't say I care much for reptiles. Hamsters are an option. Had Guinea pigs but found them high maintenance.16 votes
How can I teach my dog to not be afraid of heights?
So my girlfriend has this dog, a miniatura Schnauzer. He's 5 years old and in perfect health. For some reason, he fears even the slightest elevation. The dog is quite athletic but behaves as if he...
So my girlfriend has this dog, a miniatura Schnauzer. He's 5 years old and in perfect health. For some reason, he fears even the slightest elevation. The dog is quite athletic but behaves as if he was much older. He does know how to get on things, like sofas that are not very high, but if we forget to "rescue" him he will literally never go down. Which is cute but also a bother. I wanna make him a bit braver and more independent. Any ideas?6 votes
I apologise if this comes off as self-indulgent. I'm not have a good few days and writing this has helped. I'm also not entirely sure it's in the right place so please do move if needs be. --...
I apologise if this comes off as self-indulgent. I'm not have a good few days and writing this has helped. I'm also not entirely sure it's in the right place so please do move if needs be.
Goodbye then. I think we both knew this day was coming but it was always going to come too fast, too soon - I would always want one more day, one more stroll in the woods together, one more evening snuggle by the fire.
But in the darkness of loss a whirling, glittering constellation of memories shines brightly. The first moment I saw you in that badly lit, chilly ferry terminal, you were all wobbly and woozy from the boat trip. You never did get over that travel sickness, despite everything we tried. All the first times, all the adventures, all the unspoken moments of connection between us.
I remember running around the garden together as summer storms drenched the thirsty ground, yelping and laughing and soaked to the skin by hot rain. Eating raspberries fresh off the cane for breakfast as the dew sparkled on our toes. Lying quietly by the fire as the party slowly died away. The awful long, hot, car journeys to far-away places where your eyes would light up with joy at the sight of a new beach, a new hill to climb, new people to meet or a new place to explore.
The time we clambered over the rocks and you terrified me with your boldness, seemingly unafraid to fall. The time after we were first apart for days, overflowing with happiness and relief to be together again. The time we went camping and you were not sure about it but discovered the wonder of waking up with the dawn and being outside all day. The time you first saw the snow, the sheer amazement in your eyes as we stepped outside to a blanket of white just waiting to be played in.
The time, all those years later, we first brought the baby home and you were so gentle, as if his tiny body might break at your slightest touch. Don’t think I didn’t notice you quietly taking guard over him, for all your gruff standoffishness, I know you loved him and wanted to protect him as much as I did.
And the worst time of all, the blackest star looming large in my mind’s sky. The nurse taking you away as your life drained from you, tired and afraid and so far away from me. I’ll always regret I couldn’t be there with you at the very end, but such regrets are dwarfed by the enormity of the joys of all that came before.
The small things stand out more than the big. The little rituals of the day that I get partway through before remembering you’re not there any more. The patterns are broken - getting ready to go to bed, getting up the next day, preparing food or finding our cosy places in the evening. All those familiar shapes to life are gone, shattered like ice, the shards of how we lived together destined to quietly melt away, as unstoppable as the tide.
You touched so many people’s lives, brought so much joy and love to the world, but to no-one more than me. Those days when my back hurt so much I could barely bring myself to do anything, you gave me the strength to at least go for a walk, and that always helped. Those dark nights when I felt alone and afraid, you’d always notice and come over with some love to make me feel better. It might be too much to say you saved my life but it might not.
I’m sorry I wasn’t there for you as much as I could have been for the last year, we’ve all struggled, we’ve all been tired and I know now you probably needed me more than you could tell me. Neither of us knew the cancer was taking you from the inside, not until it was far too late. If I could have the last few months again I’d be by your side every day, I’d be more patient with your struggles because they were so much more than I understood.
Goodbye, old friend. The pain is over now, and the life before it was beautiful. I love you.31 votes
I'm considering on becoming a first-time dog owner soon, looking for advice
I find myself at a point in my life where I have the time, energy, and money to adopt a dog. Growing up I never had a dog - my parents only had cats. I don't totally know what I'm getting into so...
I find myself at a point in my life where I have the time, energy, and money to adopt a dog. Growing up I never had a dog - my parents only had cats. I don't totally know what I'm getting into so I'm looking for some advice.
I would like to have a moderately active dog, as I live a moderately active life. However, many donation sites list even just moderately active dogs as needing a yard. I live in a fairly spacious 1 bedroom apartment that's in a small complex (5 units) on the ground floor. Does this severely restrict the kind of dogs I should adopt? I know a hyper-active breed wouldn't be happy here. But should I consider myself limited to small, lower needs dogs?
Probably important bit of information, I don't plan to get a puppy.22 votes
Dogs have been our best friends for at least 23,000 years13 votes
Campaigns & Companions will delight RPG fans who are obsessed with their pets6 votes
Are there any other dog trainers here?
I spent a lot of my youth training my dog for obedience and agility. I sorta-kinda got back into it about eight years ago when I got my first dog while living on my own. My trainer at the time...
I spent a lot of my youth training my dog for obedience and agility. I sorta-kinda got back into it about eight years ago when I got my first dog while living on my own. My trainer at the time stopped offering classes a few years ago. This was shortly after my dog and I competed in our first USDAA trial (which was a disaster, but that's to be expected).
I finally got around to ordering some new equipment (four jumps, a tunnel, and a set of weave poles), and I was reminded of how much fun it is! My dog (Loki, a 7 y/o Australian Shepherd) picked up right where we left off when I set up a super small course in the back yard at lunch today.
Does anybody else on Tildes compete or do any dog sports for fun? I'd love to hear what you're doing or any other stories about dog training people have. :)10 votes
Woman's photoshoot of her dogs goes hilariously wrong8 votes
Why is your pet the best pet?
I’m pretty sure every dog owner thinks their dog is the best most unique dog in the world, and the same is true about cat owners, snake owners, etc! So make your best case: why is your animal...
I’m pretty sure every dog owner thinks their dog is the best most unique dog in the world, and the same is true about cat owners, snake owners, etc!
So make your best case: why is your animal companion the coolest in the whole world?13 votes
I had to put my best friend to sleep today
Olly never liked people very much. He was rescued at ~9 months old wandering around the streets in my hometown. Because of this, and perhaps his past, he had an aversion to lots of commotion,...
Olly never liked people very much. He was rescued at ~9 months old wandering around the streets in my hometown. Because of this, and perhaps his past, he had an aversion to lots of commotion, people he didn't know, or unexpected noise. But between all of that, he came to trust me, and placed his faith in me—his twelve year old owner. He grew up with me, as I went through high school, then university, a few jobs, and more.
My furry companion, who at night would sleep on my bed, curled up, paws covering his eyes (but only after licking my hand with his raspy tongue for minutes on end) and during the day would wander outside—safety assured, away from any main roads, with lots of high grass to wander through—or lounge under the sun in the front yard.
He always had to be the boss—have things his way. A large, well-built 6.5kg ginger-tabby who was neutered much later than you'd normally neuter a kitten. This bossiness extended to the neighbourhood competition. He didn't like other cats much, either. This would lead to an occasional, emotionally painful (for both of us) trip to the vets to treat a scratch, or bite. A 20 minute drive in a cat box, as he meowed and sobbed his head off—telling us in no uncertain terms, "let me out!".
And do you think he'd ever let you pick him up? Not a chance. Everything has to be on his terms! But in between his assertiveness, he shared his love for me, bumping his head into mine, gently touching my face with his paw on occasion, being a part of my life as I was a part of his.
Unfortunately, none of us can escape the forever ticking of time. 13 good years pass. For the past week though, he started becoming more introverted, would sleep more—and eat less. Taking this kind of cat to the vet is a judgement call that you don't make lightly. Do you cause stress and anxiety, making him trust you less for weeks on end, make him spend more time outside, away from your watchful eye? Or do you visit the vet less frequently, but still proactively, if you know something is definitely wrong?
I made the latter decision last night, taking him to afterhours. The triage indicated a heart murmur, and a blood panel indicated parameters that might be indicative of mild renal dysfunction—to be followed up at the proper vet tomorrow. So he was sent home, with some precautionary injections, and an appetite and hydration boost.
Sadly, I never got that opportunity to take him for a follow up. He slept with me that night, but his condition deteriorated rapidly this morning. I rushed him to the proper vet, watching him helplessly tremble and vocalise his scaredness. I can't help but cry as I type this. The staff told me it was time. I knew it, and in some ways, I think he did too. I'm glad I got to give him the opportunity to fade away peacefully.
I don't have many frames of reference to compare this part of my life to, but it seems to me this is the most pain I've ever felt over a single event. You might be able to get another cat, but you definitely can't get another Olly. A part of my heart is forever gone. I'm a believer that the pain doesn't really go away, you probably just learn to cope with it more, to focus on the years of good, and not the hours of bad. I really hope I can do that, because he was my best friend.
I love you, buddy. I hope you're at rest now, and I'll miss you always. 🧡29 votes
If you have pets, what is it like?
This is a year old repost, BTW. I'll start, in a Q&A format. "What pets do you have?" I have 3 cats, almost in a large, medium small configuration. (M,F,M respectively.) I've named them Rodolfo,...
This is a year old repost, BTW.
I'll start, in a Q&A format.
"What pets do you have?"
I have 3 cats, almost in a large, medium small configuration. (M,F,M respectively.) I've named them Rodolfo, Penelope and Alfredo (PT-BR) (respectively), but rarely if ever, they're actually called by those names, usually we (me and my parents) call them bichaninho, bichanoca e bichanão. (also PT-BR, also the "bi" (pronounced like bee) can often be silent.)
All of them are castrated.
"For how long have you had them?"
Around 8,7 and 2 years respectively.
"what pets did you have?"
I had another "small" cat, we never gave her an actual name, we called her minifufa. She died after 4/5 years of us finding her because her liver practically stopped working. We've buried her at our formerly grandparents' house (because the father went back to his home state 1700 kiliometers away and the mother also died, from cancer.)
We also took care of a cat who accidentally fell into our house because a part of the roof is made of some less resistant stuff I can't really name. She was female and we took care of her for about 2 weeks.
"What are they like?"
Rodolfo is pretty calm and dependent, he often wants to be petted, sometimes late at night. Sometimes I do that, sometimes I hug/squish him.
Penelope if like that, but more because she unfortunately has some terrible breathing. We don't know what's in her lungs and why it got there, so it's not going away. It makes her the most frail :l
Alfredo is the most aloof and often gets into fights with the other 2 cats. He seems to be the most hungry, despite being the smallest cat.15 votes
Rabbit = Good Friend (or, how to take care of rabbits)6 votes
Why fireworks scare some dogs but not others7 votes
When it's time to put your dog down?
She is a mixed breed (more pinscher) and is perhaps 16 or 17 years old. She simply doesn't eat anymore. She went to the vet when this started and they found nothing. Gave her some appetite...
She is a mixed breed (more pinscher) and is perhaps 16 or 17 years old.
She simply doesn't eat anymore. She went to the vet when this started and they found nothing. Gave her some appetite injection, she would eat for two days and stop. Went again and same thing.
I changed vets and he did blood work and everything was fine. He examined her throat with his hands because he didn't want to anesthetize a senior dog for a scan. He discovered a throat and ear infection. Treated and she started eating again, but only for a few weeks. She never gained her weight back.
Now she is only losing weight and not eating, it's been five days since she last eat something.
She sleeps almost all the time and is so thin and her back is so curved that when she drops her head to drink water her rear legs go up and she falls. We had to put the food and water up so she doesn't have any accidents.
She is so frail it's breaking my heart. I'm so afraid.
Update in the comments below, but I'm going to put it here too
Updating here: it happened today.
She got a little better and we didn't had the courage to do it when I made this thread. She was eating better.
But now she started having difficulties lying down and standing up. She would fall, couldn't lie down by herself. I had to help her.
This night her bed was a little wet and I figured she might have pissed while lying down.
Talked to the vet and she is gone forever.
But I didn't had the courage to watch and be with her during the procedure. I am dying inside because of this. I loved her so much, she was with us for almost 18 years...
I will never see her again.
Thanks for everything Meg and sorry for letting you down.34 votes
PetSmart pressures dog groomers to come into work as "essential labor"8 votes
Walking the dog: A get-out-of-jail card in lockdown Spain5 votes
The strange and dangerous world of America’s big cat people5 votes
Finland's Helsinki Airport debuts toilet facilities for pets – more than 10,000 dogs travel through the international airport every year13 votes
How dog parks took over the urban landscape6 votes
Dogs don't understand basic concepts like moving19 votes
How we domesticated cats (twice)7 votes
Companion dog acquisition may reduce loneliness among community dog owners6 votes
A second chance - Twelve years ago, forty-seven dogs were rescued from Michael Vick’s dogfighting operation and allowed to live7 votes
Mystery disease kills dozens of dogs across Norway as officials scramble to find cause7 votes
Pet dogs in Ancient Rome | How They Did It7 votes
A vaccine for cat allergies is in development; early results are promising, aiming for market release in 20227 votes
Dog funerals may sound self-indulgent, but there should be no shame in pet grief11 votes
Border collie trained to recognize 1,022 nouns dies11 votes
Sixteen dog food brands may cause heart disease in pets, FDA warns10 votes
New York is one step closer to becoming first state to ban cat declawing11 votes
How bad is it to let your cat outside?15 votes
The wild world of trust funds for pets6 votes
Dogs "becoming major threat" to wildlife7 votes
Tell me about your pet(s).
I've been in a tough stretch recently and was reflecting on how much my dog means to me. I know I'm not the only one with an amazing animal companion, so I would love to hear from all of you about...
I've been in a tough stretch recently and was reflecting on how much my dog means to me. I know I'm not the only one with an amazing animal companion, so I would love to hear from all of you about the animals in your lives.
Who are they? What's their story? How do they enrich your life? What's your favorite thing about them?22 votes
Scientists chase mystery of how dogs process words6 votes
Cats are no match for New York City’s rats14 votes
Intelligent, devoted, alien – parrots are unlike any other pet. But what does the complex human-avian bond say about us?9 votes
The startup world’s cuddly, cutthroat battle to walk your dog5 votes
Private dog cloning, what are your thoughts?
I had a discussion today about the ethics of cloning your pets. It's a thing you can currently pay (a lot) of money for, but I don't really see much discussion about it, even though it's absurdly...
I had a discussion today about the ethics of cloning your pets. It's a thing you can currently pay (a lot) of money for, but I don't really see much discussion about it, even though it's absurdly sci-fi and a little crazy to me that it's a real business.
So what are your thoughts? Is it ethical? Is it a bit weird? Is it perfectly healthy?17 votes
Beauteous beasts - Humans have been breeding animals for beauty for centuries. But should we draw the line at genetically modified pets?4 votes
Grain-free dog food causing heart problems with certain dog breeds5 votes
To offset the serious meta posts lately, here's some fluffy kittens16 votes