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WASHINGTON — The Federal Trade Commission today announced tougher guidelines aimed at pet stores, including stricter truth-in-labeling requirements.
Cocoa doesn’t look like a bad dog to us, Janet L.
Has anyone seen Maru lately?
There is no such thing as bad dogs, only bad owners.
Yes. That was just sad…that’s not even funny.
Or nice. >:(
Cocoa looks SOOO sorry for whatever it is she has done…
I offered to sell my neighbor’s dog (the one who bit mine) at my garage sale, to whoever would give me a dollar.
I’ve seen adorable dogs at garage sales on occasion but am always told they are not for sale. :( They must be “good” dogs.
Is that bad as in cool? Or baaaad to the bone? ;-)
It could also mean “bad”as in food that has gone “off”. He may have eaten some rancid dog biscuits and is now infected with the E.collie virus. (symptoms of E.collie infection include extreme Lassie-tude)
If I have a pet E.Collie, I’ll name it Lassie.
OMG Oakley! It’s Monday, fur cryin’ out loud! :lol:
No, it’s Punday. ;)
My I-don’t-have-a-bun day.
But, but, but…isn’t it ALWAYS Punday when Oakley is around?
(Much to my delight, may I add.)
Ugh! It’s too early in the week for these!
I sure hope this is just a photo op and she didn’t really put that out somewhere! I’ll take Cocoa in a NY minute!
Aww, I will take that bad dog. (Big kiss on the puppeh schnozzola) MWAH.
I will call him “No-No” for short. <3
No, he doesn’t look bad to me.
Good thing puppeh can’t read or he’d get an inferiority complex. As it is, he’s posing for photos, will grab a quick nap in the box then no doubt get back to his bad deeds. heh!
he looks like humphry bogart. just a look can make us all quiver. but bad? nah. just them droopy eyes..
This just makes me sad.
This is just someone having fun with their beloved dog. I can tell you that every single time Trixie pushes her luck (she’s smart, that one, so it’s a regular occurrence), I tell her, “I’m gonna put a ‘free to any taker’ cardboard sign around your neck and put you out on the street corner if you don’t behave!”. She rolls her eyes at me and I laugh. Then she saunters off to find another thing to get into.
Would I give her away? Never!
I keep threatening my cats to make slippers out them, but they never take me seriously and they keep on being the little devils I just can’t live without.
I use the “Someone’s asking to be made into a pair of earmuffs” method, but it just goes in one ear and out the other…
I tell mine I’m going to make them get jobs. I can’t think of a worse punishment for a cat.
LOL!! Too true.
My cats all HAD jobs. They just didn’t do them. :P
Cats have the best union.
My two cats hear, “You will be severely beaten!” just about every day.
My sister puts a box of “Shake and Bake” next to her birds’ cage for a dramatic effect when she is annoyed with some hijinks they’ve perpetrated.
Haven’t you ever said, in loving tones, “what a terrible kitty!” to your dear kitty, or threatened, in a schmoopy voice, to do something mean to your pooch? You’d hate the way my husband and I croon “Puuunch! I punched her right in the face!” when our cat rubs her cheeks against our knuckles.
I’d like a nickel for every time I’ve said to one of my dogs, “Don’t make me beat you to death.” The fact is, I love them both beyond all reason and would never harm a hair on their silly little heads. It’s just fun to threaten them from time to time. :)
I threaten mine with the sausage factory, tbh.
I threaten to shave mine and make them walk backwarks ;-O
Thank goodness I’m not the only one! And thank goodness our beloved kitty (probably) doesn’t know what we’re saying when we threaten her with dire harm, although we have suspected her of wanting to call KPS (kitten protective services) to complain about the feeding schedule.
I threaten to make my cat into a toilet seat cover.
I tell mine that I’m going to take him to a Korean restaurant where they’ll have him for lunch in the literal sense…and that they’re going to give him a one-way tour of the kitchen.. ;) Yes I know I’m nuts.
OMG, I tell my sons that!
I always tell the kittehs I’m going to sell them to Gypsies. They’re all like, “Yeah, whatevs.”
i wish someone would sell ME to the gypsies. they have killer weddings.
I told my dog I’d sell her to the Gypsies this morning, at 3:45 AM when she wanted to pee. UGH! But then I decided I wouldn’t get much for her and they’d probably even try to give her back!
Every time my little rabbit, Katy, kicks every bit of litter out of the box, and then pees all over what she kicked out, I threaten to sell her to the gypsies, to no effect. The fact that she does this several times a week, along with many other devious things, has earned her the sobriquet “the small evil one”. She’s been doing this for 9 years (!) but I would never give her away!
We threaten our (spoiled rotten) pets with all sorts of creative things, but they never seem to react or change their ways. I suspect this “bad dog” box won’t have anymore effect than when we threaten to “punt” a cat or “dig a hole in the yard to bury some dogs.” :P
LOL, those are awesome. One of our worst favorites is to talk about kicking our cat in the ribs. “Right in the slats!”
excellent ringside action!
I threaten to call the dog catcher!
I tell my kitty Isabella that I’m going to sock her in the face all the time! Especially when she’s yowling to go outside, or trying to pry the door open. Then I pretend to punch her in very slow motion, and when she inevitably leans forward to rub her head against my fist, I make overly dramatic punching sound effects. She seems to enjoy it.
Ha. I do this with my dogs they love playing the “Slow Motion Ninja Game”. I also make Bionic man version complete with sound effects while doing it. Strangely it all started because my nephew went through a Kung Fu phase and I told him he could only fight in slo-mo in doors, so now its a joke between him, me and my dogs.
I thought I was the only one who “punched” my kitties in the face! We have extremely slow boxing matches all the time. I also threaten to make slippers out of them.
I threaten my rabbit with the stewpot sometimes. Or I tell him he’d make a nice pair of furry mittens. For some reason the more humorless members of the House Rabbit Society did not appreciate my dark humor, and told me i was a horrible person for even thinking such things. Bah.
Bunny, of course, has no clue, and we have extra snuggle times on the couch because he is an irresistibly darling bun, and in reality we treat him like a prince.
Sung to the Tiny Toons song…..
“They’re furry, they’re funny, they’re ear muffs made of bunny!”
Me too, he does’nt even know he’s for sale :(
I assume, since they are CO fans, this is a tongue-in-cheek thing and the dog is not REALLY for sale. Just in a “time out”, perhaps.
I’m thinking this is something the children in the house did. Administering a time out to their “playmate”.
I agree with you.
“I am immune to all this negativity,” Cocoa is thinking. “I am in my Happy Place.”
I was seeing a Im not guilty look on his face. Looks like they are in the house and playing. Looks like a loveable dog. I will hug him!!
Thats not funny, and NOT CUTE. I can’t believe you allowed this photo. There are no “bad” dogs, only bad owners. I can’t believe you took the time to do this to your dog and post it online. Shame on you. Poor dog, I hope he finds a more loving owner.
Hahahaha, that’s a riot!
Yeah, the dog will probably need years of therapy to get over this kind of public humiliation! We all know the psychological harm that comes from labeling and taunting.
So you think they are bad owners for not teaching their dog to read so he can be properly outraged at this prank?! Sheesh. :roll:
No dog left behind
I taught my puppy to write poetry, but all he comes up with is doggerel.
*clap, clap, clap*
Truth in advertising is really taking its toll on our pets.
If loving bad dogs is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
I offered to sell my cat for 1¢ on Facebook last night, after he took a running jump onto a table he knows he isn’t allowed on and then rode my half completed jigsaw puzzle like a sled off the end of the table.
I think my anger at him managed to last, oh, about as long as it took me to type “For Sale, one black and white longhaired cat. Hobbies include eating bacon and using partially completed puzzles as sleds. 1¢ or best offer”.
Then I gave him bacon so he’d forget getting yelled at (he has a weight problem, of the UNDER variety, so his vet prescribed bacon treats… now he’s just a little skinny with reaaaaally shiny fur and he goes through a bag of real bacon bits every week. The things we do for cats lol.
A friend’s kitten jumped off her fridge, onto the kitchen table—and plopped straight into a bowl of youghurt. Riiight in there. :D
That’s an old folk remedy to make hairballs more digestible. “Soak fur in yogurt. Probiotics in yogurt aid with digestion of said fur.”
I tried to sell my brothers when they were younger but no takers. The I offered them for free. Still no takers.
My parents used to tell me that they would sell me ALL the time when I misbehaved. I think that might’ve been my mom. Then my dad would add, “But she’s so bad at house chores that we wouldn’t be able to fetch a very good price on her.”
My grandmother used to threaten to pawn me and lose the ticket, which I think is kind of the same thing :)
My sister would threaten her severely hyperactive middle child that she’d “sell him to the circus”. That threat moved to a whole new level when they moved to Peru, Indiana–it’s the Circus Capital of the World!
Friday night I would have paid someone to take Eddy after he repeatedly tried to murder his brother Francesco, pinning him to the ground, biting him viciously while screaming like a banshee. I picked him up and tossed him onto the bed, slammed the bedroom door and gave him a fifteen-minute timeout. When I let him out they both acted as though nothing had happened and were best friends again. Eddy has two operating modes: sweet and EEVILL.
I still remember when Alex chased Daisy across the kitchen table and sent my veggie bacon and coffee flying across the kitchen. I can still see the coffee stains on what had been newly-painted-white walls, even though I have since painted over the stains. I was screaming and crying at the same time. But I still love him.
I do love Eddy, but I often remind him he’s darned lucky he ended up with me. When he’s really vexing me, I threaten to give him a hanky on a stick and send him off to find his fortune. He doesn’t understand a word I’m saying, but he still gets a worried look on his face.
Just like human siblings!
Looks like my Lhasa, Frodo, total Lhasa-tude.
hes cute not bad you are bad
I think your keyboard has some buttons missing. You could probably find a good, used one at the same yard sale this pooch is in!
(Sorry, I couldn’t resist!)
The last time I decorated the flat my cat Daisy fell of the couch and into a bucket of wallpaper paste. She was so traumatized she didn’t even struggle when I washed her in the sink!
The visual on that is just too funny!
……….too bad her name isn’t Ubo :D
SOLD!!!!! (to me!!)
Oh no! Come to me gorgeous leeetle doggeh!
I walked into a condo to take care of a client’s two cats and the cat tree was horizontal across the floor instead of vertical from floor to ceiling. The note said, “Buddy did that to the cat tree. Apparently he was tired of it the way it was. Feel free to take him home with you.” I wrote back that she’d miss him if I did. Her next note said, “Not at 4 AM I wouldn’t!”
She left a note one Christmas saying that, after she’d wrapped gifts, Buddy presented her with a hairball that included red, green, and gold ribbon wrapped around some pine needles. Truly a gift from the heart… or some internal organ, anyway.
Buddy was a big black longhaired moose of a cat, and I miss him like crazy. Oddly, it was his prissy calico sister Blossom, who always treated me as an especially snooty princess would treat an especially smelly peasant, whom I caught one day drinking out of the toilet….
why would any one think that cute dog is bad?
OK, here’s the great Stinky Bad Cat story. My beloved Stinky, in his kittenhood and young adulthood, was the most, erm, energetic young cat I have ever encountered. Once he climbed into the kitchen pantry, and dislodged a tin of cocoa, knocked it to the floor, pried it open, spread the contents all over the kitchen floor, and rolled around in it. I was aghast to see my previously pristine black and white cat suddenly a calico. 8O
PS: And YES, I sometimes used to get people saying “OMGthatsterriblehowcouldyounamethatsweetanimalsuchaterriblename?” But as some peeps here know, no cat in feline history was as crazily adored as that little burrito bandito. :D
I have known many a cat named Stinky. I’m guilty too…my family used to own a cat named “Big Slinky,” but this was often changed to “Big Stinky.”
Oh pshaw, my cat Moose has all kinds of nicknames that are just as mean! It started as “Pooh”, as in Winnie The, then became Poopy, like puppy, and has since evolved into adorable pet-names like Poopface and Poopbutt. Although, that last one is kind of accurate, since she’s super fluffy and is prone to awesome dingleberries, forcing me to chase her around the apartment with a paper towel until I can pin her down. Nothing is funnier/more repulsive than seeing your cat drag its butt across the carpet.
Wow, I really ended up on a tangent there, huh?
Hah! we once had a rabbit named Ugmoe. Which is short / slang for “Ugly Motherf–er”. He was very fat and fluffy and loppy and floppy and lumpy and grumpy with odd splotches of color all over him, hence the name. So ugly he was cute, and we we loved him to bits.
ts, that is truly amazing. i have great difficulty prying open a tin of cocoa.
this proves that cats could easily rule the universe but are waiting until we give up…
“Stinky cat, stinky cat, what have they been feeding you …”
My Stinky would hasten to correct you. That song was “Smelly Cat,” and it wasn’t about him. Stinky was actually named by the resident cat when he arrived, who made a disgusted face when she saw him, which said “Why have you brought me this stinky kitten?” My Stinky had no conception that there was anything the least bit wrong with being Stinky. He thought being Stinky was awesome. In addition, he had no odor whatsoever. You could stick your nose right in his fur, and smell absolutely nothing. :D
it was indeed “Smelly Cat” … sillly me …
I will name him George, and I will hug him and pet him and squeeze him…
this is an amazing thread, all the names and ‘threats’ and mischief. i feel so placid. my cats have never done anything but just sit and look adorable and purr and accept lots of love…
my friend’s retriever did consume several pairs of pantihose, as became obvious later.
i really cannot tell the details of my young toddler friend who hid some cheerios ‘for later’ in a place that only a tiny innocent boy might come up with…fer real. not disgusting, just funny.
well, off to the mod lounge. searches around for ‘finnegan’s wake’. might be a long stay…
This reminds me of the collie who had a sign around his neck saying “I eat garbage”. Hilarious.
Where did you get this news report? It does not appear on the FTC’s website or on Google News. I would really like to know if this is true. Thanks, Mollie
Mollie: The story is not true. Cute Overload is a humor site, and we often invent stories based on the pictures we post.
If a submitter provides it, we print additional information about the animals, most often at the bottom of the article. These are always attributed to the submitter and are presumed to be true.
I hope this helps. Thanks for reading.
I swear pupster looks like she’s embarrassed by the shenanigans of her owners. Too cute.
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