Thread: I'm getting sick of this shite.

Cork family of abused dog seek help paying veterinary bill | BreakingNews.ie

What happened before all this fundraising shite started ?

If it is a genuine family pet then...

Does home insurance pay for medical treatment for pets?

If found I'd set fire to the youth that did it.

Just seems to be the easy way out these days.

Fckk bargaining with the Vet, easier to set up a fundraising page.

#LazyKants

Originally Posted by 12Call

Cork family of abused dog seek help paying veterinary bill | BreakingNews.ie

What happened before all this fundraising shite started ?

In the old days we were all largely, god-fearing, upright citizens, or hippies, self sustaining, alternative freaks and other types of ne'er -do -well yokels running around like headless chickens.

We didn't blame the ambulance service or the local library or the police for our problems, dead dogs and cats and humans are a normal event on our streets, only poofs from cosy middle class backgrounds cry about someone elses's dead dog.

Being a dog owner and trainer, I've lost a few dogs,.. mainly due to some narsty criminal barstards (local councils included) with a grudge and an agendum.

I fixed up ALL my own dogs, a local vet helped me once.

Too much bullshit going around with emotionally laden crowd funding appeals for anything from save the flies to putting flowers on Princess Dianna's grave,..(god preserve her sex dripping image).

Whatever happened to the PDSA?

Whatever happened to the quaint old practice whereby the debtor came to an arrangement with their creditor to repay the sum owed over a period of time.

Originally Posted by Seekingasylum

Whatever happened to the quaint old practice whereby the debtor came to an arrangement with their creditor to repay the sum owed over a period of time.

I assume you are talking about the times when company shareholders met up once yearly to have a dinner on the company's behalf, vote in the board members for the next 1 or 2 years after having read the yearly financial report and listened to the boards prediction for the coming year.
The yearly share dividend was then paid out whereafter shareholders went home happy holding on to their shares.

That was long ago, I think times are different now..

Originally Posted by Seekingasylum

Whatever happened to the quaint old practice whereby the debtor came to an arrangement with their creditor to repay the sum owed over a period of time.

There's no trust in the world today. As I recall from my younger days, you could go on holiday and not get broken into. Mind you with there being 5 kids in the family there wasn't anything to steal.

We're in the age where getting 'likes' is the in thing, as most live their lives online.
I don't mean just on facebook, but that kind of syndrome

Originally Posted by lom

Originally Posted by Seekingasylum

Whatever happened to the quaint old practice whereby the debtor came to an arrangement with their creditor to repay the sum owed over a period of time.

I assume you are talking about the times when company shareholders met up once yearly to have a dinner on the company's behalf, vote in the board members for the next 1 or 2 years after having read the yearly financial report and listened to the boards prediction for the coming year.
The yearly share dividend was then paid out whereafter shareholders went home happy holding on to their shares.

That was long ago, I think times are different now..

SHOUT IT FROM THE ROOFTOPS!

Just ain't it so?!

So how would you make a fake one?
Claim you need £3000 to transport some sick animals back to a sanctuary in england

What would be the next step?

Horses to the States. If the money is not received then the thoroughbreds get sent to the glue factory.

People lending a helping hand to strangers.

Disgusting...

Whatever happened to the quaint old practice whereby the debtor came to an arrangement with their creditor to repay the sum owed over a period of time.

whatever happened to the quaint old practice called the debtors prison.

Heh, few things funnier than a bunch of amnesiac geriatrics doing the "when I were a lad" routine.

^ Just what I stopped by to post...

Originally Posted by OhOh

Originally Posted by Pragmatic

my younger days, you could go on holiday

Originally Posted by Pragmatic

there being 5 kids in the family

You lucky bastard. When I was a lad, me and my 4 brothers and 3 sisters were taken to the local post office and looked at the postcards in the display case. Mum would tell us stories of foreign places. With luck when dad came home he would open his stamp collection and tell us the same stories that Mum did, but he would add a few gory bits.

Mum had to escort us upstairs to bed because of the man and woman eating wild animals dad had told us about. It was for the girls really, us brothers were there to defend them from anything.

Luxury. And so educational.
On the last Friday of every month, after I got to use the bath water last after my 7 siblings (as the youngest), me Da would read to us from the newspaper that wrapped the fish'n'chips that was our monthly special dinner.
But then, trouble at mill meant Da had no work, so no more fish once a month, and so gone were the riveting stories of far off lands like France and Germany and Scotland.

My dogs are better than most people. Anybody hurting them intentionally would feel my wrath in the form of a machete.

Originally Posted by Maanaam

Originally Posted by OhOh

Originally Posted by Pragmatic

my younger days, you could go on holiday

Originally Posted by Pragmatic

there being 5 kids in the family

You lucky bastard. When I was a lad, me and my 4 brothers and 3 sisters were taken to the local post office and looked at the postcards in the display case. Mum would tell us stories of foreign places. With luck when dad came home he would open his stamp collection and tell us the same stories that Mum did, but he would add a few gory bits.

Mum had to escort us upstairs to bed because of the man and woman eating wild animals dad had told us about. It was for the girls really, us brothers were there to defend them from anything.

Luxury. And so educational.
On the last Friday of every month, after I got to use the bath water last after my 7 siblings (as the youngest), me Da would read to us from the newspaper that wrapped the fish'n'chips that was our monthly special dinner.
But then, trouble at mill meant Da had no work, so no more fish once a month, and so gone were the riveting stories of far off lands like France and Germany and Scotland.

@maanaam - why was fish a luxury? Did you live inland (landlocked) such that fish was expensive? When I was a kid, we had it most of the week since it was cheaper than other protein sources. Small fish & some veggies, with rice. Chicken, pork & esp beef were luxuries. Ice cream was a luxury too.

There were evenings where my brother, father and I fished for our dinner....no fish meant tomato sandwiches.

^^, Bless your heart Katie....it was satire that I was saying. Inspired I think (not watched it yet) by the likes of Thaimeme's video above.
Just making fun of old geezers talking about how tough life was when they were young.

In actual fact, I was sick of fish...almost a daily occurrence.

Indeed, I think there was a subliminal inspiration from that very video.

I'd rather give £1 to a guy begging in the street. At least he says thanks