Tears rolling down my face.....

I remember watching this in grade school after reading the book. I think it had 3/4s of the girls crying and 1/2 the boys.
 
Immune to it. I was forever having my dogs run over or bit by snakes growing up. One choked on a steak bone and died. Another hit by a train. Dad backed over two and mom hit another. One or two rambled off and never came back.
 
...cryin' like a baby. I just saw most of "Where the Red Fern Grows." Goddammit...tore me right the fuck up! That story makes ol' yeller look like shit.

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Still didn't cry....

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Immune to it. I was forever having my dogs run over or bit by snakes growing up. One choked on a steak bone and died. Another hit by a train. Dad backed over two and mom hit another. One or two rambled off and never came back.
Can you blame them???
 
Immune to it. I was forever having my dogs run over or bit by snakes growing up. One choked on a steak bone and died. Another hit by a train. Dad backed over two and mom hit another. One or two rambled off and never came back.

I had to shoot one of my dogs once. I'll cut my own damn heart out if there is a next time.
 
I had to shoot one of my dogs once. I'll cut my own damn heart out if there is a next time.

I had to shoot my older brother's dog after it was hit by a car because my brother couldn't. Maimed so bad, he'd try to bite anyone that would come near him, so I had to get a shovel underneath him to carry him to the woods in order to put him out of his misery.

Our other brother's lab got poisoned by antifreeze (possibly intentionally). After calling the vet and trying to get it to vomit with hydrogen peroxide, I had to put him down as well. This brother would've done it himself if he wasn't a days drive away.

My childhood yellow lab lived until 14, but arthritis was so bad in her hips, I took her into the vet to be put down.

Haven't had a dog since, but did have a rabbit I got the wife for Christmas one year, then had to bury it the morning of our anniversary before going to work.

Now it looks like we'll be getting a kitten or two for the kids (and wife) soon, since I've been taking allergy shots. The cat(s) will join our hedgehog and goldfish as our current family pets.
 
I had to shoot my older brother's dog after it was hit by a car because my brother couldn't. Maimed so bad, he'd try to bite anyone that would come near him, so I had to get a shovel underneath him to carry him to the woods in order to put him out of his misery.

Our other brother's lab got poisoned by antifreeze (possibly intentionally). After calling the vet and trying to get it to vomit with hydrogen peroxide, I had to put him down as well. This brother would've done it himself if he wasn't a days drive away.

My childhood yellow lab lived until 14, but arthritis was so bad in her hips, I took her into the vet to be put down.

Haven't had a dog since, but did have a rabbit I got the wife for Christmas one year, then had to bury it the morning of our anniversary before going to work.

Now it looks like we'll be getting a kitten or two for the kids (and wife) soon, since I've been taking allergy shots. The cat(s) will join our hedgehog and goldfish as our current family pets.
This story is setting up perfectly for a hedgehog and goldfish double murder by a cat.
 
This story is setting up perfectly for a hedgehog and goldfish double murder by a cat.
Ha!

I've been thinking the same thing since we're looking at cats now. Going to need to keep the feeding lid on the tank and cage door shut. However, I'm not too worried about the hedgehog.
 
4th Grade Me ain't happy about being reminded.
 
Now, try reading both Old Yeller and Where the Red Fern Grows as an 11-year old and writing book reports on them.

No wonder I am an emotional masochist that roots for the Houston Texans! It all makes sense now!
 
Anybody else remember this one?

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Never heard of it. It was made about the same time. I'm not sure my little kids would understand the breaking dad out of jail for stealing food thing....since they're spoiled rotten little princesses. (hey, I don't spoil 'em...it's the damned woman)

 
Ugh. I don’t want to bury any more dogs, and for that reason I don’t think we’ll get have another one.
 
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