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There's gonna be a lot of disappointed Budgies, but at the same time, a totally random Jack Russell just heard that you're on the lookout for a dog companion :-D
Seriously though, it does sound as if you want a dog, so I reckon that's what you should go for. Follow your heart, but be sensible and get a small dog in whatever breed you know you're fond of. I'm not familiar with American breeds. You might not even have Jack Russell in the USA, and unless you found an elderly one to rescue, a Jack Russell would probably be a bit too energetic for you. They settle down as they get older, but it's that energy and them always wanting to be around you, doing whatever you are doing, that makes them a super-endearing breed, and it's something that never fades.
Good luck whatever you go for. At the very least I think you already know you want a dog. It certainly sounds that way, so no point kidding yourself ;-)
I'm really worried about my mobility... and balance problems.
Not really possible for us here on the forum to fully understand.
It's really only you who can do that, but have you looked into accessories (attachments) for that walker thing you use? Over here they even have things like supermarket trolleys that attach to walkers and stuff. So I think it would be very remis of manufacturers to not create dog-walking attachments for their walker equipment (assuming it's a well known brand).
If not, then I suppose you could look into that. See if there are any walkers on the market that are specifically designed to enable immobile dog owners to walk their dogs without risc of it tipping or being pulled over. I'm not saying they make such things, but I'd be very surprised if they don't since a lot of immobile people depend on dogs, like those with little to no eyesight etc.
next thing you will be suggesting a guinea pig because they don't live that long
let the poor man get his kitty
kitties are awesome
Yeah, but you're just saying that because you are WendyLuvsCatz :-D
And anyway, I honestly think I just found the perfect solution for Ron! After talking about that walker thing of his, it got me wondering why the Hell poor Ron is having to suffer a walker in the first place. Surely, since he is so unstable on his feet, he would be entitled to a motorised mobility scooter by law?
It then took me less than a minute to find this video of a man on a mobility scooter, giving his Jack Russell a ride! Over here this is perfectly normal. The scooter shown in the video is a bit too small and the front storage basket is not big enough. But with a slightly larger scooter it would solve three problems:
1 - Motorised transport so no need for Ron to even attempt to walk.
2 - Motorised scooters come with a perfeclty sized Jack Russell basket on the front (and they love to ride).
3- Stability no longer an issue since as long as you get a mobility scooter with large enough wheels and a nice comfy seat, he should be safe and steady.
Genius or what? :-D
exercise
use it or lose it
the number one reason I will avoid a mobility scooter at all costs
its actually why I walk and gave up driving
Very true and that's a sensible attitude, but why should that stop him enjoying his own transport whenever he needs it?
Owning a motorised mobility scooter doesn't mean you have to use it all the time. It can just be there when you need it.
So do they have a robotic pooper scooper so I don't need to bend over to pick up the poop??
I think someone is just trying to torment me.
Oh, I don't have room for a scooter in my apartment.
cats like jumping up on things so a litter box can be securely placed at a comfortable height for you as long are there is space around and preferably a few intermediate points for kitty to climb ie a table with a lower cupboard or cat tree next to it.
There's always going to be situations where you need to clean something up or solve a situation if you have a pet. But if you're immobile to such an extent that you cannot do that, then all pets should be out of the question.
I was of course trying to help, and I can't imagine why you'd think otherwise. But I'm all out of ideas now anyway, especially since even a mobility scooter is not an option for you. Considering you live in an elderly facility, it's actually pretty damn ludicrous that you have no room for such a thing, The building and rooms should be purpose designed to accomodate such things (for each tenant). There should be ramps throughout the building, doors wide enough to accomodate such machines, and room provided for each tenant to park one in their room or apartment or whatever it is.
Tango and Sherry visited today.
Sherry offered to visit a local animal shelter with me in a couple weeks. (After sge returns from a family visit)
I actually look forward to seeing cats in person. I'll get an immediate sense of whether we might have a good match.
I got my dog Bandit at an animal shelter in New Hampshire. Some friends had actually picked him out, as a surprise for me.
I took one look at that little puppy (6 weeks old), and it was instant puppy love.
Well best of luck with your new kitty, but I reckon Wendy just pulled some sort of witchcraft on you!
https://youtube.com/shorts/5wrZJI6T3nk
Couldn't help but laugh at the commentary for this video (and I've no idea why it won't embed on here)
Totally random post here, so feel free to skip, but I often thought that once I'm settled in a new flat, I might have to get another Jack Russell. And since I've been (totally unexpectedly) lucky enough to get a flat next to a nature reserve, it makes even more sense now!
I suppose I'll build a new computer first, then decorate the flat. But once that lot's out of the way, I reckon I'll be on the lookout for a Jack Russell. I wish I could find the details of the breeder I bought my first one from and will have to look into that since he was a proper, selective breeder and my (sadly now departed) Jack Russell was a very fine example (short legs, broad shoulders, and a correctly docked tail). I remember having to travel a 200+ miles round trip, driving down a maze of pitch-black country lanes in what seemed like the middle of nowhere, the night that I bought him!
If all goes according to plan, I also plan to buy my first motorbike, and use it to get back into wild camping. Jack Russell are perfect for that since they adore that sort of life. That's all wishful thinking for now though, so I'll just have to see how it goes I suppose.
PS: I feel like an idiot for not realising how popular they are in other countries. For some reason, I had it in my head that Jack Russell was really only a UK thing, but it seems they're popular all over the world. America has an official Jack Russell Association website, although as usual for America, they like to change names and stuff.
shorts needs to be changed to watch and the link copied from going to the result
https://www.youtube.com/watch/5wrZJI6T3nk
apparently impossible on iPad
it keeps changing it back
or opening my app, works on desktop, you may be able to do it from that link
I can't
not on iOS
OK I can but had to really force it not to use the app
@Wendy
Cheers, stupid things those shorts. I mean how hard can it be to rotate a phone 90 degrees and shoot properly in landscape anyway!
I'm posting this shorts embedding test just for you since it's got a cat in it (even if the cat is being eaten alive by 3x Jack Russell).
Seems the cat is enjoying it, too, cause it's doing a fair bit of purring :-D
@barbult
In reality they pace themselves with their owners after a few weeks. Their energy and crazy spirit is always there, but in a laid-back home they're much calmer (as in the mobility scooter video), while in a more chaotic home, or in situations where there's a lot of action going on, they're much more hyper.
When I visited Paris in 1998 I was lucky enough to visit the Eiffel tower. However the most memorable thing by far was being in a taxi as the driver went through a set of red lights at 80 mph/130 kmh. He saw it go orange 100m away when we were only doing 50mph/80kmh on a road wide enough for parked cars on either side and a single vehicle going down the middle. The driver floored the accelerator and we went through the red at 80mph on a 5 way crossing while still accelerating. I could see the speedometer, which was far from reassuring.
It was strange walking through some of the streets around the Champs Elysse fairly late at night, it was summer, no breeze and many windows were open. Walking along, I could smell several different perfumes wafting through the air along each street and heard fragments of unknowable conversations (my spoken French is not good, but I can read subtitles fast enough to keep up with the TV - shame people don't speak with subtitles).
I only saw 2 Citroen 2CV's at the time (same as in our short road at home at the time), which was a terrible disappointment. The parking was hysterical to watch. There were never any spots big enough, so drivers found a gap about half their car length and reversed in, pushing the vehicle behind until it (and several others) moved far enough to create a space. Then they left the vehicle leaving the parking brake off so someone else could do the same. All the vehicles looked seriously battered.
I found that so long as I tried to speak French (however poor schoolboy French it was), many, many people remembered how to speak very good English. However, a representative from another company attending the same conference who couldn't, or wouldn't, try French found that no-one in Paris spoke any English at all, and had an extremely difficult time. I was not impressed that he didn't even try French in the capital city of France. Very rude. I was obviously not the only one.
I will confess that after a week eating Haut Quisine in lovely restaurants I was absolutely desperate for a simple meal without rich, creamy sauces, artfully prepared meat and vegetables, and ended up having a spectacularly wonderful meal in a chinese restaurant just behind the Champs Elysee chatting to the owners who'd been in Hong Kong during Typhoon Wanda in 1962 (same as my parents), and it was that storm that made them emigrate to somewhere that didn't have Typhoon's. She had been a cook in the mess at the airfield where my dad had been based while in Hong Kong - of all the co-incidences.
Regards,
Richard
I find that when I'm in the Canaries with the Germans. I never see any of them trying to integrate, they expect the Spaniards to speak German. I've lost track of the number of conversations I've had with Spanish friends, in Spanish naturally, about the arrogant Krauts. I think it's fair to say that the German invasion is not welcomed, purely tolerated for financial gain.
When I was working in Belgium I found the French speaking Belgians wouldn't speak Dutch, and the Dutch speacking Belgians wouldn't speak French, but both were quite happy to speak English. They were happy to cope with my very poor attempts to speak their languages, even if it was only to order beers. I think they appreciate people at least trying, it shows that you recognise their culture, and that you are not assuming they will adapt to your preference. I found the Belgian and Dutch bars quite different to ones in the UK, For one thing they seemed to prefer that you order whatever drinks you want through the evening, and then pay the bill at the end, whereas bars in the UK expect you to pay for each individual order, unles you are a regular with a 'tab'.
I consider it basic common courtesy to at least learn the local lingo for Hello, Goodbye, Yes, No, and Thankyou.
I think to not do that when visiting a foreign country, would be pretty arrogant.
That aside, is anyone going to call Lola and let her know you all arrived safely (even with Richard on board) ?
She must be worried sick by now!
They probably all checked in when they landed. I'm sure Richard had to tell Lola all about flying the plane. She knows to take his stories for what they are worth. She is not worried. She knows Richard gets out of all predicaments he gets into.
Well that's good to hear, and yeah, I suppose she's well used to it by now :-D