Welcome to General Chat - GAW Community Area
This General Chat area started off as a place for people to talk about things that are off topic, however it has quickly evolved into a community and has become an integral part of the GAW experience for many of us.
Based on its evolving needs and plenty of user feedback, we are trying to bring some order and institute some rules. Please make sure you read these rules and participate in the spirit of this community.
Rules for General Chat
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Be respectful to each other. This is of utmost importance, and comments may be removed if deemed not respectful.
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Avoid long drawn out arguments. This should be a place to relax, not to waste your time needlessly.
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Personal anecdotes, puzzles, cute pics/clips - everything welcome
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Please do not spam at the top level. If you have a lot to post each day, try and post them all together in one top level comment
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Try keep things light. If you are bringing in deep stuff, try not to go overboard.
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Things that are clearly on-topic for this board should be posted as a separate post and not here (except if you are new and still getting the feel of this place)
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If you find people violating these rules, deport them rather than start a argument here.
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Feel free to give feedback as these rules are expected to keep evoloving
In short, imagine this thread to be a local community hall where we all gather and chat daily. Please be respectful to others in the same way
I think he is beautiful but he does favor a hound. My daddy was a rescuer of strays growing up, he even brought home a goat one time. My grandpa asked where he got the goat, and he told him it standing in the road, so he brought it home. Every dog and cat I’ve had have come to me, I didn’t go looking for them. I always said that I reckon God gave me what needed my love and care. The two dogs I have remaining, the 16 year old is a beagle daschund mix. The 15 year old is a black lab. My daughter brought home the beagle mix from her Daddy’s house when he was 5 weeks old. He was the last left in a litter and they were going to take him to the pound. The lab just showed up inside my fence. Looked out one Sunday morning and there she was standing near the door at the garage. No clue where she came from. Vet said she was about 7 weeks old. I used to work for a rescue on the weekends, until I felt that I had become a rescue of my own and my spare time needed to be home with my own babies. I always say that I love dogs more than people. Life would be tough without them.