Papa John's Pizza To Raise Prices Because Of Obamacare

[dsummoner]

Look at you being all warm and fuzzy like.

I am much more circumspect when it comes to being 'warm and fuzzy like' than most. There is a very small subset of entities that fit into this category but for this subset the focus of my 'warm and fuzzy like' is present to its full expression.

Sorry to the both of you. I like to think like children, we are the champions for our animals, and it sounds like both of your dogs found that in you both.

I am sitting here with our 19 year old cat, Dinkerbell, she is an old girl, but she never warmed up to anyone but me. The cat has good taste, what can I say?

There was nothing that our dog wanted or needed that she went without. The $3000 emergency surgery fee and aftercare charges were of no consequence and immaterial. Demanding that the vet produce hard and fast evidence regarding his statements on the mortality rates regarding the surgical procedure and the co-morbidity correlates, looking at the actual data and putting aside my own personal feelings and considering Sasha's quality of life (even with everything going as well as it could under extant technological limitations)... it was the most difficult decision that I have made - especially with the realization that the best thing for her was to put her down and to force her to suffer was would have been more than just irresponsible) left me with no choice. Those that have had a similar bond with their dogs can directly relate and those that have not can't relate. Sasha was more than just a dog for me... she was my friend... there was more than just a little bit of my 'humanity' that died with her passing...

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I am much more circumspect when it comes to being 'warm and fuzzy like' than most. There is a very small subset of entities that fit into this category but for this subset the focus of my 'warm and fuzzy like' is present to its full expression.



There was nothing that our dog wanted or needed that she went without. The $3000 emergency surgery fee and aftercare charges were of no consequence and immaterial. Demanding that the vet produce hard and fast evidence regarding his statements on the mortality rates regarding the surgical procedure and the co-morbidity correlates, looking at the actual data and putting aside my own personal feelings and considering Sasha's quality of life (even with everything going as well as it could under extant technological limitations)... it was the most difficult decision that I have made - especially with the realization that the best thing for her was to put her down and to force her to suffer was would have been more than just irresponsible) left me with no choice. Those that have had a similar bond with their dogs can directly relate and those that have not can't relate. Sasha was more than just a dog for me... she was my friend... there was more than just a little bit of my 'humanity' that died with her passing...

As per your previous post, I sat down to enjoy a little wine and listen to some music. Up came Samuel Barber's, Adagio for Strings. It was used as the theme song for the movie, The Platoon. Very powerfu stuff that surfaced a lot of emotions. I thought I was done getting all teary-eyed. I guess in time.

I can relate to your $3K emergency vet bill. Three days before we put him down he couldn't breath and was throwing up mucous. I thought he might have pseumonia (in addition to the cancer), so I thought if we treated the pseumonia, it might buy him more time. Turns out I was right, he did have pseumonia, and they successfully treated that...but the cancer had spread too far. Our bill was $2K. But I don't regret spending one dime. My only regret was that he didn't die at home next to his mate. She seems a bit mopey, but not sure if she knows he's gone, or just my projections of human feelings on our other dog?

[Mom49of4]

Oh man these animal stories are hitting close to home. We took in a dog around 2000 that was a rescue. He was a sad case. It was obvious that he had been abused but we stuck it out. I was the one he loved the most. The kids were disappointed as was I because they wanted a dog to play with and fetching a ball was not something he wanted to do.

Fast forward to 2009 when he took ill. It was heart wrenching as he developed congestive heart failure. The shelter we got him from picked up the tab for the vet and medication. It only bought him a few weeks. His last night I came home late from work and I had left instructions that he was not to be left alone. He was on the second floor with my sons but when he heard my voice he wanted to be near me. So my youngest brought him to the living room.

I slept on the couch and he on the floor propped up by pillows. When the animal control officer came in the morning to take him to the vet the entire family was in tears. This dog truly touched hearts. In fact, he is now buried on the farm of the officer who came for him.

Paris was a success story for a variety of reasons.

[kudzu]

Oh man these animal stories are hitting close to home. We took in a dog around 2000 that was a rescue. He was a sad case. It was obvious that he had been abused but we stuck it out. I was the one he loved the most. The kids were disappointed as was I because they wanted a dog to play with and fetching a ball was not something he wanted to do.

Fast forward to 2009 when he took ill. It was heart wrenching as he developed congestive heart failure. The shelter we got him from picked up the tab for the vet and medication. It only bought him a few weeks. His last night I came home late from work and I had left instructions that he was not to be left alone. He was on the second floor with my sons but when he heard my voice he wanted to be near me. So my youngest brought him to the living room.

I slept on the couch and he on the floor propped up by pillows. When the animal control officer came in the morning to take him to the vet the entire family was in tears. This dog truly touched hearts. In fact, he is now buried on the farm of the officer who came for him.

Paris was a success story for a variety of reasons.

Seriously touching story. No sarcasm here.

But you don't ever name a boy dog "Paris".

Ever.

[Mom49of4]

He came with the name. Apparently, there was a male model that the animal control officer liked - the rest is history.

[kudzu]

Apparently, there was a male model that the animal control officer liked

Well, that explains a lot.

No one likes male models.

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Oh man these animal stories are hitting close to home. We took in a dog around 2000 that was a rescue. He was a sad case. It was obvious that he had been abused but we stuck it out. I was the one he loved the most. The kids were disappointed as was I because they wanted a dog to play with and fetching a ball was not something he wanted to do.

Fast forward to 2009 when he took ill. It was heart wrenching as he developed congestive heart failure. The shelter we got him from picked up the tab for the vet and medication. It only bought him a few weeks. His last night I came home late from work and I had left instructions that he was not to be left alone. He was on the second floor with my sons but when he heard my voice he wanted to be near me. So my youngest brought him to the living room.

I slept on the couch and he on the floor propped up by pillows. When the animal control officer came in the morning to take him to the vet the entire family was in tears. This dog truly touched hearts. In fact, he is now buried on the farm of the officer who came for him.

Paris was a success story for a variety of reasons.

Mom, hat off to you....and if there is a heaven, I have to believe God reserves a place for those who look out and help those that need it the most....and I think that also includes animals.

[Up2DaRack]

Aw man, an Obamacare thread hijacked by love of dogs. We had to put down our beloved American Eskimo, who was sixteen and a half years old this past July. The grand old dog gave us so many years of unmitigated joy and the loyalty - most humans would be served well to emulate such a trait. May as well throw in a George Graham Vest quote, arguing a case in Missouri about a suit stemming from a hunting dog that was shot. He offered no evidence germane to the case, but drew instead from every metaphor in memory of the loyalty and fidelity of the dog:

Gentlemen of the jury, a man’s dog stands by him in prosperity and in poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, where the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only he can be near his master’s side. He will kiss the hand that had no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince. When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches take wings and reputation falls to pieces he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens. If fortune drives the master forth an outcast in the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him to guard against danger, to fight against his enemies. And when the last scene of all comes, and death takes the master in its embrace, and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by his graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws, his eyes sad but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death.

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[Mom49of4]

Up2, you did it now. I am in tears.

[Mom49of4]

Okay, the cutie in my avatar is the silky terrier we got about 2 years ago. After Paris we swore no more dogs. Then my mother died. My youngest wanted a snake and hubby was opposed since we have 2 cats. So they started looking at dogs. Then I find Winston and the rest is history.

[kudzu]

Okay, the cutie in my avatar is the silky terrier we got about 2 years ago. After Paris we swore no more dogs. Then my mother died. My youngest wanted a snake and hubby was opposed since we have 2 cats. So they started looking at dogs. Then I find Winston and the rest is history.

So, you're in charge in your house ?

[Mom49of4]

The hubby and children let me think I run the house. Yes I do for the most part. Don't tell them. lol

[BlandFood]

Okay, the cutie in my avatar is the silky terrier we got about 2 years ago. After Paris we swore no more dogs. Then my mother died. My youngest wanted a snake and hubby was opposed since we have 2 cats. So they started looking at dogs. Then I find Winston and the rest is history.

You have one too? So do we, he thinks he's both human AND in charge. He literally craws under the blankets at night with whomever he chooses to grace with his company. Like a flea he can jump over or on top of anything. The lab, dumber than a box of rocks.................. but a sweetheart disposition.

[gonzoliberal]

(sniff...)
Damm dogs.
Get to me every time.
Thanks all for your stories.
Funny what we all have in common, eh?

The missus and I have had the honor of tending to several generations of the furry creatures. A golden mix we aquired in college went 16 yrs and died on the Vermont farm. The beautiful husky/malamute moved to Maryland and the boat with us, also went 16 years. Lovely little rabbit hound came to us from a box in a cold December parking lot and was my constant working companion for almost ten years. A rescued beagle was only with us a few years before Lyme disease took her. (that was before the therapies they have now) Her replacement beagle was also a rescue, and bays with us on daily walks to this day. The wonderfully mannered shepard/lab mix got our kids through middle and high school and into adulthood before lung cancer took her last month. Her replacement is a lively lab puppy rescue that has great promise. Oh yeah, the little terrier mix is 17. Her first owner died on her one night and we took her in. Deaf, incontinent and senile, we love her and will let her go when she's ready.
We figure we're on our thirty third year of marriage and our fourth generation of canines, and every one of them has been a dog all to themselves, with distict personalities, quirks and tricks.

Damm dogs...
...always taking time away from other things...

[Mom49of4]

BF, yes our silky does that jumping thing as well. Of course weighing less then 10 pounds helps. lol

[Mom49of4]

(sniff...)
Damm dogs.
Get to me every time.
Thanks all for your stories.
Funny what we all have in common, eh?

The missus and I have had the honor of tending to several generations of the furry creatures. A golden mix we aquired in college went 16 yrs and died on the Vermont farm. The beautiful husky/malamute moved to Maryland and the boat with us, also went 16 years. Lovely little rabbit hound came to us from a box in a cold December parking lot and was my constant working companion for almost ten years. A rescued beagle was only with us a few years before Lyme disease took her. (that was before the therapies they have now) Her replacement beagle was also a rescue, and bays with us on daily walks to this day. The wonderfully mannered shepard/lab mix got our kids through middle and high school and into adulthood before lung cancer took her last month. Her replacement is a lively lab puppy rescue that has great promise. Oh yeah, the little terrier mix is 17. Her first owner died on her one night and we took her in. Deaf, incontinent and senile, we love her and will let her go when she's ready.
We figure we're on our thirty third year of marriage and our fourth generation of canines, and every one of them has been a dog all to themselves, with distict personalities, quirks and tricks.

Damm dogs...
...always taking time away from other things...

And breaking our hearts one way or another.

[BlandFood]

BF, yes our silky does that jumping thing as well. Of course weighing less then 10 pounds helps. lol

Ours tips the scale at 11 lbs, amazing how fine and soft his hair is..... human like.

[Mom49of4]

The hair is soft and honestly I love this dog to death. We have 3 cats and recently 5 kittens that are in forever homes - he was a gem with them.

[songfourone]

I am much more circumspect when it comes to being 'warm and fuzzy like' than most. There is a very small subset of entities that fit into this category but for this subset the focus of my 'warm and fuzzy like' is present to its full expression.



There was nothing that our dog wanted or needed that she went without. The $3000 emergency surgery fee and aftercare charges were of no consequence and immaterial. Demanding that the vet produce hard and fast evidence regarding his statements on the mortality rates regarding the surgical procedure and the co-morbidity correlates, looking at the actual data and putting aside my own personal feelings and considering Sasha's quality of life (even with everything going as well as it could under extant technological limitations)... it was the most difficult decision that I have made - especially with the realization that the best thing for her was to put her down and to force her to suffer was would have been more than just irresponsible) left me with no choice. Those that have had a similar bond with their dogs can directly relate and those that have not can't relate. Sasha was more than just a dog for me... she was my friend... there was more than just a little bit of my 'humanity' that died with her passing...

My Dad brought home a small little Pomeranian, he fit in one hand, that night, and he won the name Bunny FooFoo. The day I got married, FooFoo was included in a picture, sitting on my lap, he was truly a member of our family. I was pregnant with my daughter when my sister and I had to let him go, and our cat mourned, and soon followed. After our children were off to college, I was grateful for our cats, otherwise I was just this crazed lady talking to herself.

[johnpolitics]

Its there free choice to raise prices and my free choice not to buy it. They may lose business only because citizen don't like businesses getting political.
Wonder what Peyton Manning thinks about this?