• Posted 12/19/2024.
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    I am still waiting on my developer to finish up on the Classifieds Control Panel so I can use it to encourage members into becoming paying members. Google Adsense has become a real burden on the viewing of this site, but honestly it is the ONLY source of income now that keeps it afloat. I tried offering disabling the ads being viewed by paying members, but apparently that is not enough incentive. Quite frankly, Google Adsense has dropped down to where it barely brings in enough daily to match even a single paid member per day. But it still gets the bills paid. But at what cost?

    So even without the classifieds control panel being complete, I believe I am going to have to disable those Google ads completely and likely disable some options here that have been free since going to the new platform. Like classified ad bumping, member name changes, and anything else I can use to encourage this site to be supported by the members instead of the Google Adsense ads.

    But there is risk involved. I will not pay out of pocket for very long during this last ditch experimental effort. If I find that the membership does not want to support this site with memberships, then I cannot support your being able to post your classified ads here for free. No, I am not intending to start charging for your posting ads here. I will just shut the site down and that will be it. I will be done with FaunaClassifieds. I certainly don't need this, and can live the rest of my life just fine without it. If I see that no one else really wants it to survive neither, then so be it. It goes away and you all can just go elsewhere to advertise your animals and merchandise.

    Not sure when this will take place, and I don't intend to give any further warning concerning the disabling of the Google Adsense. Just as there probably won't be any warning if I decide to close down this site. You will just come here and there will be some sort of message that the site is gone, and you have a nice day.

    I have been trying to make a go of this site for a very long time. And quite frankly, I am just tired of trying. I had hoped that enough people would be willing to help me help you all have a free outlet to offer your stuff for sale. But every year I see less and less people coming to this site, much less supporting it financially. That is fine. I tried. I retired the SerpenCo business about 14 years ago, so retiring out of this business completely is not that big if a step for me, nor will it be especially painful to do. When I was in Thailand, I did not check in here for three weeks. I didn't miss it even a little bit. So if you all want it to remain, it will be in your hands. I really don't care either way.

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    Some people have indicated that finding the method to contribute is rather difficult. And I have to admit, that it is not all that obvious. So to help, here is a thread to help as a quide. How to become a contributing member of FaunaClassifieds.

    And for the record, I will be shutting down the Google Adsense ads on January 1, 2025.
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    In short, DON'T! Email notices are to ONLY alert you of a reply to your private message or your ad on this site. Replying to the email just wastes your time as it goes NOWHERE, and probably pisses off the person you thought you replied to when they think you just ignored them. So instead of complaining to me about your messages not being replied to from this site via email, please READ that email notice that plainly states what you need to do in order to reply to who you are trying to converse with.

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> Lizard Birthing Story...
>
> If you have raised kids (or been one), and gone through the pet
>syndrome including toilet-flush burials for dead goldfish, the story
>below will have you laughing out LOUD!
>
> Overview: I had to take my son's lizard to the vet.
>
> Here's what happened:
>
> Just after dinner one night, my son came up to tell me there was
>"something wrong" with one of the 2 lizards he holds prisoner in his
>room. "He's just lying there looking sick," he told me. "I'm serious,
>Dad. Can you help?"
>
> I put my best lizard-healer statement on my face and followed
>him into his bedroom. One of the little lizards was indeed lying on his
>back, looking stressed. I immediately knew what to do. "Honey," I
>called, "come look at the lizard!"
>
> Oh my gosh," my wife diagnosed after a minute. "She's having
>babies."
>
> "What?" my son demanded. "But their names are Bert and Ernie,
>mom!"
>
> I was equally outraged. "Hey, how can that be? I thought we said
>we didn't want them to reproduce," I accused my wife.
>
> "Well, what do you want me to do, post a sign in their cage?"
>she inquired. (I actually think she said this sarcastically!)
>
> "No, but you were supposed to get 2 boys!" I reminded her, (in
>my most loving, calm, sweet voice, while gritting my teeth together).
>
> "Yeah, Bert and Ernie!" my son agreed.
>
> "Well, it's just a little hard to tell on some guys, you know,"
>she informed me. (Again with the sarcasm, you think?)
>
> By now the rest of the family had gathered to see what was going
>on. I shrugged, deciding to make the best of it. "Kids, this is going to
>be a wondrous experience, I announced." We're about to witness the
>miracle of birth."
>
> "OH, Gross!" they shrieked.
>
> "Well, isn't THAT just GREAT! What are we going to do with a
>litter of tiny little lizard babies?" my wife wanted to know. (I really
>do think she was being snotty here, too. don't you?)
>
> We peered at the patient. After much struggling, what looked
>like a tiny foot would appear briefly, vanishing a scant second later.
>"We don't appear to be making much progress," I noted.
>
> "It's a breech," my wife whispered, horrified.
>
> "Do something, Dad!" my son urged.
>
> "Okay, okay." Squeamishly, I reached in and grabbed the foot
>when it next appeared, giving it a gingerly tug. It disappeared. I tried
>several more times with the same results.
>
> "Should I call 911?" my eldest daughter wanted to know. "Maybe
>they could talk us through the trauma."
> (You see a pattern here with the females in my house?)
>
> "Let's get Ernie to the vet," I said grimly.
>
> We drove to the vet with my son holding the cage in his lap.
>"Breathe, Ernie, breathe," he urged.
>
> "I don't think lizards do Lamaze," his mother noted to him.
>(Women can be so cruel to their own young. I mean what she does to me is
>one thing, but this boy is of her womb, for Heaven's sake.)
>
> The vet took Ernie back to the examining room and peered at the
>little animal through a magnifying glass.
>
> "What do you think, Doc, a C-section?" I suggested
>scientifically.
>
> "Oh, very interesting," he murmured. "Mr. and Mrs. Cameron, may
>I speak to you privately for a moment?"
>
> I gulped, nodding for my son to step outside. "Is Ernie going to
>be okay?" my wife asked.
>
> "Oh, perfectly," the vet assured us. "This lizard is not in
>labor. In fact, that isn't EVER going to happen... Ernie is a boy. You
>see, Ernie is a young male. And occasionally, as they come into
>maturity, like most male species, they get Erections!"
> My wife said in a questioning manner, " Erections?????"
> The Doc replied, " yes, you know WOODS, BOONERS, he's raising his own pup TENT!"
> The three of us were silent for a minute.

> He blushed, glancing at my wife. "Well, you know what I'm
>saying, Mr. Cameron."
>
> We were silent, absorbing this. "So Ernie's
>just...just...Excited," my wife offered.
>
> "Exactly," the vet replied, relieved that we understood.
>
> More silence.
>
> Then my vicious, cruel wife started to giggle. And giggle. And
>then even laugh loudly.
>
> "What's so funny?" I demanded, knowing, but not believing that
>the woman I married would commit the upcoming affront to my flawless
>manliness.
>
> Tears were now running down her face. "It's just...that... I'm
>picturing you pulling on its...its...teeny little..."she gasped for more
>air to bellow in laughter once more."
>
> "That's enough," I warned. We thanked the Veterinarian and
>hurriedly bundled the lizards and our son back into the car. He was glad
>everything was going to be okay.
>
> "I know Ernie's really thankful for what you've done, Dad," he
>told me.
>
> "Oh, you have NO idea," my wife agreed, collapsing with
>laughter.
>
> 2 - Lizards......... $140
>
>
> 1 - Cage........... $50
>
>
> Trip to the Vet... $30
>
>
>
> Memory of your husband pulling on a lizard's little wiener...
>
> PRICELESS ;)
 
I've DEFINITELY seen that before...although I could swear it was about hampsters last time....lol
 
:dancer01: :rotflmao: :lol01: :hehe: :rofl: That was GREAT Chad. Thanks for the laugh, I really needed a good one.
 
It was going around a white back with hampsters in place of lizards.
 
That was a RIOT! I needed that laugh, thanks Chad!
 
Visuals...visuals...I didn't need..

Hilarious! Thank you for sharing! That made my day too! :rofl:
 
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