what you don't know can hurt you


Posted May 17, 2002

I know how to take meat away from a dog. How do I take a dog away from meat? This is not, unfortunately, a joke.

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an excerpt from a dog-related internet chat site,
forwarded to me by the San Francisco Cacophony Society

Anne V - 01:01pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1318 of 1332):
Okay - I know how to take meat away from a dog. How do
I take a dog away from meat? This is not,
unfortunately, a joke.

AmyC - 01:02pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1319 of 1332): Um,
can you give us a few more specifics here?

Anne V - 01:12pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1320 of 1332):
They're inside of it. They crawled inside, and now I
have a giant incredibly heavy piece of carcass in my
yard, with 2 dogs inside of it, and they are NOT
getting bored of it and coming out. One of them is
snoring. I have company arriving in three hours, and
my current plan is to 1. put up a tent over said
carcass and 2. hang thousands of fly strips inside it.
This has been going on since about 6:40 this morning.

AmyC - 01:19pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1321 of 1332): Oh.
My. God. What sort of carcass is big enough to hold a
couple of dogs inside? Given the situation, I'm afraid
you're not going to be create enough of a diversion to
get the dogs out of the carrion, unless they like
greeting company as much as they like rolling around
in dead stuff. Which seems unlikely. Can you turn a
hose on the festivities?

Ase Innes-Ker - 01:31pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1322 of
1332): I'm sorry Anne. I know this is a problem (and
it would have driven me crazy), but it is also
incredibly funny.

Anne V - 01:31pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1323 of 1332):
Elk. Elk are very big this year, because of the rain
and good grazing and so forth. They aren't rolling.
They are alternately napping and eating. They each
have a ribcage. Other dogs are working on them from
the outside. It's all way too primal in my yard right
now. We tried the hose trick. At someone elses house,
which is where they climbed in and began to refuse to
come out. Many hours ago. I think that the hose mostly
helps keep them cool and dislodges little moist snacks
for them. hose failed. My new hope is that if they all
continue to eat at this rate, they will be finished
before the houseguests arrive. The very urban
houseguests. Oh, ghod - I know it's funny. It's
appalling, and funny, and completely entirely
representative of life with dogs.

Kristen R. - 01:37pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1324 of 1332):
I'm so glad I read this thread, dogless as I am. Dogs
in elk. Dogs in elk.

Anne V - 01:41pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1325 of 1332):
It's like that childrens book out there - dogs in elk,
dogs on elk, dogs around elk, dogs outside elk. And
there is some elk inside of, as well as on, each dog
at this point.

Elizabeth K - 01:57pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1328 of
1333): Anne, aren't you in Arizona or Nevada? There
are elk there? I'm so confused! We definately need to
see pics of Gus Pong and Jake in the elk carcass.

Anne V - 02:03pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1329 of 1333): I
am in New Mexico, but there are elk in both arizona
and nevada, yes. There are elk all over the damn
place. They don't look out very often. If you stand
the ribcage on end they scramble to the top and look
out, all red. Otherwise, you kinda have to get in
there a little bit yourself to really see them. So I
think there will not be pictures.

CoseyMo - 02:06pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1330 of 1333):
"all red;" I'm not sure the deeper horror of all this
was fully borne in upon me till I saw that little

Anne V - 02:10pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1331 of 1333):
Well, you know, the Basenji (that would be Jake) is a
desert dog, naturally, and infamous for it's aversion
to water. And then, Gus Pong (who is coming to us,
live, unamplified and with a terrific reverb which is
making me a little dizzy) really doesn't mind water,
but hates to be cold. Or soapy. And both of them can
really run. Sprints of up to 35 mph have been clocked.
So. If ever they come out, catching them and returning
them to a condition where they can be considered house
pets is not going to be, shall we say, pleasant.

CoseyMo - 02:15pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1332 of 1333):
What if you stand the ribcage on end, wait for them to
look out, grab them when they do and pull?

Anne V - 02:18pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1333 of 1333):
They wedge their toes between the ribs. And scream. We
tried that before we brought the elk home from the
mountain with dogs inside. Jake nearly took my friends
arm off. He's already short a toe, so he cherishes the
19 digits that remain.

Linda Hewitt - 02:30pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1336 of
1356): Have you thought about calling your friendly
vet and paying him to come pick up the dogs, elk and
letting the dogs stay at the vets overnight. If anyone
would know what to do, it would be your vet. It might
cost some money, but it would solve the immediate
crisis. Keep us posted.

ChristiPeters - 02:37pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1337 of
1356): Yikes! My sympathy! When I lived in New Mexico,
my best friend's dog (the escape artist) was
continually bringing home road kill. When there was no
road kill convenient, he would visit the neighbor's
house. Said neighbor slaughtered his own beef. The dog
found all kinds of impossibly gross toys in the
neighbor's trash pit. I have always had medium to
large dogs. The smallest dog I ever had was a mutt
from the SPCA who matured out at just above knee high
and about 55 pounds. Our current dog (daughter's
choice) is a Pomeranian.A very small Pomeranian. She's
8 months old now and not quite 4 pounds. I'm afraid
I'll break her.

Lori Shiraishi - 02:38pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1338 of
1356): Bet you could fit a whole lot of Pomeranians in
that there elk carcass! Anne - my condolences on what
must be a unbelievable situation!

Anne V - 02:44pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1339 of 1356): I
did call my vet. He laughed until he was gagging and
breathless. He says a lot of things, which can be
summed as *what did you expect?* and *no, there is no
such thing as too much elk meat for a dog.* He is
planning to stop over and take a look on his way home.
Thanks, Lori. I am almost surrendered to the absurdity
of it.

Lori Shiraishi - 02:49pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1340 of
1356): "He is planning to stop over and take a look on
his way home." So he can fall down laughing in person?

Anne V - 02:50pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1341 of 1356):
Basically, yeah. That would be about it.

AmyC - 02:56pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1342 of 1356): no,
there is no such thing as too much elk meat for a
dog." Oh, sweet lord, Anne. You have my deepest
sympathies in this, perhaps the most peculiar of the
Gus Pong Adventures. You are truly a woman of
superhuman patience. wait -- you carried the carcass
down from the mountains with the dogs inside?

Anne V - 02:59pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1343 of 1356): the
carcass down from the mountains with the dogs inside?
no, well, sort of. My part in the whole thing was to
get really stressed about a meeting that I had to go
to, and say *yeah, ok, whatever* when it was suggested
that the ribcages, since we couldn't get the dogs out
of them and the dogs couldn't be left there, be
brought to my house. Because, you know - I just
thought they would get bored of it sooner or later.
But it appears to be later, in the misty uncertain
future, that they will get bored. Now, they are still
interested. And very loud, one singing, one snoring.

Lori Shiraishi - 03:04pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1344 of
1356): And very loud, one singing, one snoring. wow. I
can't even begin to imagine the acoustics involved
with singing from the inside of an elk.

Anne V - 03:15pm Sep 9, 1999 PDT (# 1347 of 1356):
I'll tell you the thing that is causing me to lose it
again and again, and then I have to go back outside
and stay there for a while. After the meeting, I said
to my (extraordinary) boss, "look, I've gotta go home
for the rest of the day, I think. Jake and Gus Pong
are inside some elk ribcages, and my dad is coming
tonight, so I've got to get them out somehow." And he
said, pale and huge-eyed, "Annie, how did you explain
the elk to the clients?" The poor, poor man thought I
had the carcasses brought to work with me. For some
reason, I find this deeply funny.

Anne V - 08:37am Sep 13, 1999 PDT (# 1395 of 1405): So
what we did was put the ribcages (containing dogs) on
tarps and drag them around to the side yard, where I
figured they would at least be harder to see, and then
opened my bedroom window so that the dogs could let me
know when they were ready to be plunged into a
de-elking solution and let in the house. Then I went
to the airport. Came home, no visible elk, no visible
dogs. Peeked around the shrubs, and there they were,
still in the elk. By this time, they had gnawed out
some little portholes between some of the ribs, and
you got the occasional very frightening limpse of
something moving around in there if you watched long
enough. After a lot of agonizing, I went to bed. I
closed the back door, made sure my window was open,
talked to the dogs out of it until I as sure they knew
it was open, and then I fell asleep.
Sometimes, sleep is a mistake, no matter how tired you
are. And especially if you are very very tired, and
some of your dogs are outside, inside some elks.
Because when you are that tired, you sleep through
bumping kind of noises, or you kind of think that it's
just the house guests. It was't the house guests. It
was my dogs, having an attack of teamwork
unprecedented in our domestic history. When I finally
woke all the way up, it was to a horrible vision.
Somehow, 3 dogs with a combined weight of about 90
pounds, managed to hoist one of the ribcages (the
meatier one, of course) up 3 feet to rest on top of
the swamp cooler outside the window, and push out the
screen. What woke me was Gus Pong, howling in
frustration from inside the ribcage, very close to my
head, combined with feverish little grunts from Jake,
who was standing on the nightstand, bracing himself
against the curtains with remarkably bloody little
Here are some things I have learned, this Rosh
Hashanah weekend: 1. almond milk removes elk blood
from curtains and pillowcases, 2. We can all exercise
superhuman strength when it comes to getting elk
carcasses out of our yard, 3. The sight of elk
ribcages hurtling over the fence really frightens the
nice deputy sheriff who lives across the street, and
4. the dogs can pop the screens out of the windows,
without damaging them, from either side.

Anne V - 09:58am Sep 13, 1999 PDT (# 1401 of 1405):
What I am is really grateful that they didn't actually
get the damn thing in the window, which is clearly the
direction they were going in. And that the nice deputy
didn't arrest me for terrifying her with elk parts
before dawn.

AmyC - 09:59am Sep 13, 1999 PDT (# 1402 of 1405):
Imagine waking up with a gnawed elk carcass in your
bed, like a real-life "Godfather" with an all-dog

Anne V - 10:01am Sep 13, 1999 PDT (# 1403 of 1405):
There is not enough almond milk in the world to solve
an event of that kind.
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