r/legaldogadvice

Pawyers, I finks I gotz a pwetty big soos on my paws. Mom took me to da vets today (1st count = kidnapping), den she letz dem look’d at my booty, this is a big no no in my book (2nd count = aggravated assault), den she makes extra appointments so dey check on my booty againz, I’m speechless not evens sure da rite crime for dis. But, and probs da wurst of dem all, I got no treat or pup cup fer beingz sooo gud?!!

Please help! Mom straight to jail? how do I get out of deez oder appointments? ETA: I luv my vet she da best, even if she das da pokey thing, and gib me cheese itz my mom for da kidnap and no extra treatos.

This sweet little thing has been outside in the Texas heat all day. My neighbors are dipshits and they have 2 dogs but I have never seen this dog before. Their other dogs are nowhere to be seen and my neighbors aren't home (i knocked on their door). Dog was whining and crying. Its about 8 pm and I went out there and pulled back a piece of my fence to feed it and give it water.

I don't know much about pugs, but not sure if its outside appropriate? Wondering if I should go over there and get it and bring it in my house?

Not sure how much trouble I would get in for doing that but I also want to protect the dog. I feel so bad

UPDATE: Our neighbors finally woke up and walked over to get him. I told them I had to take him to the vet and get him fluids and they offered to pay but I declined. the neighbors dad moved in and its his dog. They need to keep the pup separated from their other dogs because they don't get along so that was their excuse for leaving him out while they were out. Im livid. He had no food or water.

On my note, I told him they he accidentally got into my yard so I cant take it much further right now without getting a charge for theft. He got food and water and belly rubs all night in the AC. If I see him left out there again, I'll get him right away and contact animal control and try to see what my options are. I have evidence and they know im watching. He has a great coat, is a healthy weight, and is well behaved. Because of this, i stopped short of taking this to the next level right now.

My mom and Fun Guy took to me and my mom's mom ro see my favorite grandma and grandpa. My mom's mom calls me her grandma, but she tells me to go lie down when I come near her. My other grandma gives me treats and toys every time I see her. She and Grandpa also take me on long sniff walks that I rarely get at home. The problem is they live over 2 hours away, so we don't get to see them very often.

This weekend, grandma gave me the best treat I've ever had: a licky bone that she put 4 carrots and 2 tablespoons of peanut butter and then froze. She gave me one each day we were there. The problem came yesterday afternoon, and mom said we were leaving because we had to go home. I didn't want to go home! I wanted to stay and continue being spoiled by grandma! Why do we have to leave after only 2 nights every time we see her?

Photo 1 is of me doing a sad because mom said we had to leave. Photo 2 shows I stole my mom's hand on the drive home. She wouldn't let me stay, so she didn't get to use her left hand on the long drive. I made sure of that!

Dis your good fren Lichen. Mama got weird an tooks me too pokey place. No borthole biolations. But dey say ise limpin. Den gib Madi Son. Now say yoos good buddy Lichen can't go to Dog Park!
Dats where I keep my frens! Now been many forebers an still no Dog Park.
I soo muskles a pokey place. I need pawturny.
Yoo fren Lichen
Here pikture ob me at Dog Park before sad sad time.

Hello frens, ai has new problem. Ai hope you have good advice again. You see, I likes warms, ai REALLY likes warms. Outside ai insists on sleeping on sunny spot on lawn. Inside ai sleeps in sunny spot next to window. Ai LOVES sun. Sun ist bestest thing (or maybe second bestest after ball).

Now to problem: is bery warms outside! Pawrents say is almost 40 „digriis Selsios“ outside these days. And less warm but also warm inside. Dis too warm! Ai feels hot! Ai has buttons, one says „play ball“, but ai cans not use, is too hot for playing ball, ai not wants play ball now. Ai wants cold, so ai can wants play ball.
So, natshually ai wants to soo for outside colder. BUT: WHO TO SOO? Ai suspected my pawrents is responsible, they have this „heating“ thing inside, maybe they thinks ai likes warm and made dis so hot that outside is hot, too? Or is broken and makes outside hot? But they also seem to not likes warm and heating thing feels cold. They tried terrible solution by the way, they thinks is good to put WATER on! Not just themselves…They puts water on your fren after much too short walks! They knows ai hates water! Can ai soos them for that at least? (But ai already gots bery good treats, still soo?)

Photo attached of your fren doing only thing possible to do: sleep (sniffing outside also good, but humans wants to puts me inside a lot now, bery mean)

George here, I once again need to "do a soo" on the human. Instructor had a bunch of poles laid out, said something about merry-go-round. My rider made me go around and around in circles. Human has gone crazy, circles make fren George dizzy. Can I sue for grain, carrot, and scratchies?

Frens, ai Toffee Da Gud Gurl Doggo needs youse help to deecide wedder or no to soo mama.

Heer wut happen. Mai mama do an Abandonation fur da hole fureber. Mediate SOO rite? But den, Mai auntie an uncle pick me up an takes me on AVENTURE! (Dat pitchah one). Mebbe no soo?

But! Ai no loud to eats da catto fuds in pitchah one. An den Dey takes me walkies wen it feel like rain (pitchah two) and brings me home again (pitchah tree), wich berry suspishuss. BIG SOO!

MUSH MUSH laters, mama come home. Ai do a Vestigate (dat da last pitchah) an she gib walkies an cookie. Ai no deecide yet wedder ai forgib.

So what tink, frens?? Soo mama fur bandon, an auntie an uncle fur not gib catto fud??

Hai eberyone. It me, da Junebug. 5 mont old void labador. Here iz pawblem. My momma has lonch. It smell SO GUD. Make me hongry. Sumthing called “borger” and bag with crumchy things called “Dogritos” or sumthing. Anewayz, I thought my momma luv me, so momma wud share. I clime on mommas desk where da foodz is so I can shares lonch wit momma, but momma say “NO JUNIE-BUTT THIS IZ MOMMA FOOD!!! NOT FOR JUNIES!!” Momma said it haz “unyen” on it and bad for me but I don noe what dat iz. I don care, still sniff so gud to me. I think momma lies so she don have to share. Do I haz case? Can I soos momma for share lonch wit Junie? Am feel vury mistreeted rite now.

Fren Bucky heer. My momma did bad thing by taking me to groomers.

But den she get me pupcup and gib me snuggles. Hooman sibling also gab me snuggles. I no happy but does dis make up for groomer?

I iz Toffee Good Girl. I likes to play an' run an' oozoolee when it sunny I like doing ins an' outs an' plays in garden an' takes toys to garden an' sees borbs... Dog stuff. You noes. But Mama and Walkies Favrit are doin' "Keep The Door Closed, The Air Conditioning Is On" an' "Too Hot For Long Walkies"... I asked to do an out an' Mama told me to do a come back in when she saw I wanted do a flop an' roll an' flollop on grass, an' tol' me to do dat inside instead where it cool an' is bein' all worried if she sees me do a run outside...

I like da sofa, an' I like playing wiv balls in house, an' it nice dat my small hoomuns are doing smaller furevers at school an' having lunchos at home dis week but why I not allowed great big runs an' plays an' long walkies??

[The UK is currently under extreme weather warning red alert heat advisory conditions. Highs here have reached 35°C (95°F) - and it is horrifically humid as well. It's been at least 30°C (86°F) from about 10 AM to 10 PM I think most of this week - we had some rain Monday evening and it was warm... Toffee is a healthy, energetic, very sweet 2.5 year old cockapoo who looks like a cocker spaniel; she's usually pretty good at switching into sofa cushion/floor rug/lap warmer/foot warmer mode inside but I think she's starting to feel a bit cooped up!!]

Hai frens! Ai Matilda, vry gud gurl an expert at make frens. Ai iz heer to ask yur legal advise agen.

Sitooayshun is dis. Ai iz still visiting mine uncle, him vry big doggo, we iz great frens alreddy. Him haz catto brofur. Dat okay, ai not mind catto! But hoomans are doing a big interfere.

At first hoomans kept a gate between me an catto, den sumtiems dey put me on a leash even tho ai am insied house. Liek, hello, leash iz fur walkies? But hoomans vry stubborn an tells me to lay down, dont talk to catto, meny furebers of dis sillyness. (Catto did bap me sum furebers ago, but ai am willing to forgib him becuz ai am VRY GUD AT MAKE FRENS.)

Den, finally, hoomans starts let me talk catto wivout hooman interference. Ai am great at maek frens, so ai goes to catto rite away! Ai does a big playbow. Catto sez nufing. Dat okay, ai am great at maek frens! So ai does anuver playbow, an dis tiem ai adds a little bork to maek mai frenliness mor clear. Vry frenly tekneek, always werks! But catto sez nufing agen! Okay, he playin hard to git. Dat okay! Ai bounce, ai playbow, ai gib a smol bork bork, ai eben tried a runpasthim! He still jus luks at me, sez nufing!

Enyway, ai would haf keeped trying but mai hooman picked me up an taked me fur sum morale-boosting cuddles. Ebenshully my expert fren-making tekneeks will fer sure win catto over, but ai tink problee uncle's hoomans did sumting to make him be mean at me. Can ai soo hims hoomans fur dis?

This is Lola again with another case for a big soo! So, my hoomans put me in the cage again. This time in a big box where the eat sleep and sit places are all in there. I think they called it a camper.

So we bumped and roared a LONG way away to a place with other big boxes, humans, doggos and coos. We slept in the big box there.

Then we went to a field with many many things for me to do - I love jumping hay bales best and lots and lots of treats. They called it something like DogFest.

Then back in the cage for a LONG bumpy roar and now I am back home.

What happened and why was I in the cage for so long?

This is me in the cage. You can tell I'm not happy. Do I have a case?

Thank you my pawyer friends.

Since I'm my mom's service dog, I'm generally wherever she is. However, after she gets out of the shower, she allows me to go to my bed in the bedroom and wait there until she comes in to get dressed. This morning, I did that as usual. However, when she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Lambchop on my bed in the living room (Photo 2) and said, "Collins, what are you doing in the living room, silly boy?" She then took another step, realized Lsmbchop was on my bed in the living room, and then looked in the bedroom and saw I was right where I was supposed to be. Shd and Fun Guy laughed about the mistake but didn't compensate me in any way. How many apology carrots, belly rubs, and new toys should I sue for? Photo 1 shows how different I am from Lambchop!