#but its legs make it look like a corgi

[techranova]

"I'm Fully Equipped for This!" 🐕‍🦺

#it was supposed to be a shiba #but its legs make it look like a corgi #doggo #adventurer doggo #techranova

[niqhtlord01]

Humans are weird: Dogs

Alien: Why did you take me to here? Alien: You know I hate being outside. Human: How else would I get you to the greatest place on the planet? Alien: *About to ask question when sudden noise distracts them* Alien: *Reads sign on nearby post* Alien: What is a “Dog Park”? ----------------------------- Human: Unlike cats, dogs are man’s true best friend. Alien: And why is that? Human: Because they won’t brutally maim you if you pet them too long. -----------------------------

Alien: What does one do with their dog? Human: Play fetch mostly. Alien: What is fetch? Human: *Picks up ball and throws it* *Nearest dog sprints after it and brings it back* Alien: That’s it? Human: No; now comes the difficult part. Alien: Which is? Human: Trying to get the ball back. ---------------------------

Alien: Aren’t these creatures expensive to maintain? Human: Medical wise they are about the same as cats. Human: Entertainment wise they are much cheaper. Alien: How so? Human: *Picks up nearby stick and wobbles it around* *Golden retriever stops what it was doing and focuses on stick* *Tail begins wagging at turbo speed and they hunch down on two legs with their back legs up* Human: *Hands stick to alien friend* Now you try. Alien: Really? Alien: You think this will- Alien: *Notices dog now focusing entirely on him as he wobbles stick* Alien: Oh my gods…. Human: I know right? Alien: I have become their god now. ----------------------------

Alien: Do they have any weaknesses? Human: Don’t put a mirror in front of them. Alien: What happens if you do? *Pair turns as a dog begins loudly barking* *Pair see a dog barking aggressively at its own reflection* Human: Because of that. Alien: That doesn’t seem so- *Dog leaps at mirror and bonks its head* Human: See? Alien: Question withdrawn. -----------------------

Alien: May I try walking one of these dogs? Human: Are you sure? Human: You’ll need upper arm strength to restrain them if they get excited. Alien: *Looks down at tiny little corgi* Alien: I think I can handle them. *Chuckles* Human: Alright. *Hands leash over* Alien: *Begins walking dog around park* Alien: I don’t know what they were talking about. Alien: This is easy. *Random squirrel runs past corgi and Corgi chases after it* Alien: *Violently thrown to ground by sudden pull and dragged across the dog park* Human: *Watching his alien friend swear in his native language* I’d feel sorry over this, but I warned them so it’s okay to be funny. -------------------------

Alien: *Finally gets free of corgi leash and picks themselves off the ground* Alien: What…*Gasp* the….*double gasp* florp! Alien: How was that tiny creature so strong?! Human: The tiny ones are the most energetic. Human: The big ones are the giant babies of the species. Alien: How does that make any sense at all? Human: *Takes alien by the face and directs their gaze down at excited pitbull8 Human: Look at that smooshy face! Human: Nothing has to make sense when you look at that cute stupid smooshy face! -------------------------

*Dog comes up at starts nuzzling alien* Alien: Ah; you are an adorable creature. *picks up dog and cradles it like a baby* Alien: *Starts rubbing its belly* Human: *Notices and comes over* Human: I’m glad you’re starting to warm up to them. Alien: *Nods* They are enjoyable after a period. Human: Just as an FYI, that’s a Pug and when they’re on their back they can’t breathe. Alien: WHAT!? Alien: *Immediately puts dog down and it gasps several times* Alien: I didn’t….you mustn't think I would.. Human: Just wait a sec. *Alien watches pug take several more deep breaths before looking up at him and starts wagging tail again.* Alien: They are not very smart, are they? Human: We call that their “Derp” factor. ------------------------------

Human: Hey Greg. Human 2: Yo. Alien: What are you doing? Human 2: Playing “Hide and go seek” with my dog Burt. Alien: *Begins looking around* Where is this- *sees Burt standing behind bench poorly hid* Alien: I can see- Human 2: Sh-sh-sh-sh-sh. Human 2: Don’t make eye contact. Alien: Why not? Human 2: Because you need to wait five minutes searching the entire park before you find him; it makes him feel like a really good boi. Alien: But why not just- *Human 2 leans in close* Human 2: So help me if you look at him before those five minutes are up and make him sad I will hit you with my car. Alien: Wait what!? Alien: You can’t be serious! Human: *nods* Dog people take their pets happiness very seriously. Alien: But to hit someone with a car? Human: *Shrugs* I once shot a guy for throwing an empty soda can at my little bugger. Alien: You take your dog’s very…..seriously, I see. Human: Is there any other way?

#humans are insane #humans are space oddities #humans are weird #humans are space orcs #scifi #writing #original writing #niqhtlord01 #funny #dogs

[aggressivenesswhilecrying]

How cruel could the world be to a poor ol dogboy?

Summery:

Martyn doesn't think he's unreasonable. Not when whatever forces are out there tease him like this. Actually, after all this bullshit, he thinks he's been pretty fuckin reasonable with them!!

At the very least. He wants to feel comfortable with the skin he wears.

(Martyn gets some angry dogkin related species dysmophia and makes something to cope with everything feeling wrong.)

Tw!! Species dysmophia!!

Not beta read or edited

Martyn stands infront of the puddle, pulling at his ears. A sense of frustration bubbling in his chest.

Secret life ended so long ago, it really did. It has to have been a few months by now? 

And yet it still feels so wrong. Everything feels wrong. It's wrong not to have his tail, his ears anymore. It's wrong not to have legs that don't belong to a human. It's weird for him to have gone back to human hands.

It feels beyond wrong to be human. And gods does it make his skin itch.

Martyn brings his shoe down onto the puddle, something ugly curling in his chest that the image of a far too human face looking at him.

Martyn had never really experienced this. That's something he realizes as he walks away, making his way to the small home outside of servers. 

He'd been a German shepherded hybrid in 3rd life. A pitbull in last life. A mangey mutt in double, a golden retriever in limited, and a corgi, wolf hybrid in secret life. And yet. It had never been so profound. It had truly, made him, a dog. It never left him curling his lip and growling quiet warnings. Well it did. Just. Not the in the same way. 

He's always been dog in these games, fiercely loyal, going to whoever can feed him, begging for the attention of who he knows he belongs to, listening to every order. And then he was a stray.

The soft grass squishes under his feet after a recent rainfall. And the shadows of the trees dance around him in beautiful shapes. And he can smell the mix of pine and oak, just barely.

That's another thing he's growing to despise. He feels as if he's gone nose blind. He can't smell nearly as much as before. And that only furthers the anger and the hate to the universe that curls into his chest. It only furthers how wrong he feels in his own body. The body he's had, almost his entire life, feels so wrong. 

The games had always settled an itch in his mind. Maybe it was the bloodshed, the people he only saw in those game, that he loved so much. Or maybe it was because he was always himself in those games. Maybe it was because everything was right again. Maybe he always welcomed the games, because at least then his skin felt right.

Apart of his mind supplies this is probably the exact opposite of what happens to everyone else. Everyone normally wishes for their normal body back.

Upon the horizon, hidden in the woods, a muddy dirt path lading to the doorway, is a small cottage, clay walls, and stone roof, truly built by the hands of a frustrated man. The windows not quite even, and the glass in them not quite flat. The clay walls uneven and the roof seeming to be tilted and built in a rush. 

The blackberry bushes in the front overgrown and snagging Martyn everytime he tries to get in. The man can see the start of his garden in the back, something, anything to keep his mind away from how his skin crawls, and his teeth fit in his mouth too well. 

The door creaks on its hinges as he turns the warm golden doorknob. The smell of burning lavender and mud fills his senses. And once again he longs to have been able to smell it a mile away. 

He can feel the not quite there tail wagging softly as he puts down the notebook he had on the table. Pages filled with observations and plans for the future. 

He stomps his feet off onto the small handmade welcome rug before continuing his journey into his home between worlds.

He takes to wandering to the kitchen with uneven checkered tiles. Martyn never claims himself to be a builder. So it's only fair his home isn't top notch. Especially being how often he sits on the thing he deemed a couch, and let's his nails dig into the fabric of his throw pillows. 

Martyn doesn't spare anything in the house a second thought as he makeshift way to the slightly open door just out of the kitchen. 

With just barely better glass is a greenhouse like room he won't deny that he does grow some plants here, a rather large bamboo plant Martyn has grown fond of, growing in the corner. The stained glass all around, with the rounded ceiling painting it in colors that leaves Martyn breathless everytime he sees it. Just against one of the studier glass walls is a wooden table, large and beckoning, taking up most of the wall. Far too large. Covered in all sorts of tools and items, prices of wood, collection of iron bits and bobs, paint, string, pen, paper, all in a messy assortment. 

The pelt of a rabbit sits there. Along with the wiring frame of a headband with ear like shapes on top.

They aren't real ears. They won't move correctly. But martyn hopes that it helps in just the slightest ways. Made to be bent and shaped.

Martyn, is in no way, a builder, a crafter, OR a Redstone. And he'll be the first person to say it. Scott, grian, Jimmy, and pearl next, and Ren last of course.

Martyn huffs as he stands above the desk, staring at the ears.

He can't magically change his species here. And he doubts the world, watchers, listeners, code, or universe to be kind enough and do him a solid. 

So.

Martyn is just going to brute face his way.

Martyn can feel his jaw shaking, along with every inch in his body, shaking with some sort of excitement. They aren't good. Not at all. In fact, they look like shit, fur going in multiple directions. They don't event really look like dog ears!! No. The shape is is more of odd triangles. Only the tips of the ears ended up bendable. But that's fine!! He's alright with that. They're ears. They are something on his head, to fill in where something much more realistic should be. And that's fine. 

Just looking at the not quite right black rabits fur makes something in martyns chest jump. So with shaking hands and baited breath, he lifts it from the counter, slipping the odd shapped ad not quite right headband onto his head. It doesn't fit right, and he can't feel them, and he's still missing so may things. But it's something. 

It's something. 

Martyn couldn't tell you how fast he left that room, no need to act as if he wasnt excited. He's completely alone on this world. Just him, his angry thoughts, and the sounds of a woodpecker right outside of his house. There's no need to pretend he doesn't leave the door wide open. As he dashes his way to the mirror he knows is in his not quite perfect mirror. The wood of the greenhouse floors turn back into tile, wood, and then to tiles again as he opens the blue painted door. Skipping over the tub,and poorly made water lines, he stumbles to a halt in front of the greenish mirror, looking at the way the blackish ears fit on his head, turning it back and fourth. Gods. They look absolutely awful. Horrid even.

The black contrasts his blonde hair, and the fur goes in all the wrong ways, not flowing quite right. And the shape isn't quite the right shape to be wolf ears.

But it's something it's something that makes pride bubble and spark in his chest, swallowing him hole. It leaves him breathing heavy, with a thumping that he swear is his heart. It leaves him tapping his foot on the still awful flooring. 

His hand comes up, fiddling with the ears, bending the tip of the one on the left, making the actual headband juta little bit harder to see in his blonde hair. And with a step back, it's not quite like all the anger is gone from his chest. But more like this small fix made its place next to it.

And for once in his God forsaken life. Martyn feels like he has some sort of control. If the universe won't magically do it this time, then he will. 

He'll grab his species and mold it like clay. Cuz when you're so fucking mad. And you feel wrong in your own skin. It's only fair to take everything into your own hands.

Martyn has decided in the end. He's whatever he fucking wants to be.

#aggressivewrites #fanfic #fanfiction #martyn inthelittlewood #secret life #dogkin #therian #i made martyn a therian guys

[sailtomarina]

Are you even aware of your presence?

He had no clue of the effect he had on his surroundings, catching the eyes of witches and wizards alike with his natural warmth and near-effortless ingenuity. Following Voldemort’s defeat and his own role in Nagini’s demise, Neville went on to take the magic world by storm. He started with his herbology mastery, publishing subsequent studies and discoveries of new and existing plant life. 

Together with Draco and Hermione Granger-Malfoy, he founded a potions company that far outstripped any previous and present competitors. They were media darlings, with Neville Longbottom taking the front and center spot as a still eligible and desirable bachelor.

His singlehood certainly wasn’t a result of anyone’s lack of trying.  He seemed impervious to hints and blatant proposals alike, brushing them off with a cock of his head and an endearing smile.

Pansy wondered how he did it. How did he turn down romance without hurting anyone’s feelings? She’d seen the encounters firsthand countless times by now, having worked as head of public relations for M.G.L. (Malfoy Granger Longbottom) since its inception. The denied party walked away often happier than they’d arrived, as if all the weight on their shoulders had lifted.

Just like now.

She watched as a witch, passingly pretty despite her atrocious yellow dress that did absolutely nothing for her complexion, approached Neville Longbottom the moment he stood alone. As with all the others, he gave her his full attention, hazel eyes crinkling at the corners as his lips widened into a genuine smile.

The two exchanged words before he bowed, pressing lips to the swooning woman’s hand, and turned to make his way towards Pansy. 

“What have you done now?” she asked in exasperation once he came to a standstill before her.

He might have grown up to become one of the most admirable wizards of their generation with the good looks to match, but he constantly caused Pansy distress. Some days it was missing accessories and others it was a forgotten appointment. He frequently requested her fashion help for public appearances—by now, she knew his home as intimately as her own and was keyed in to his Floo and wards.

“I was hoping you’d go over my acceptance speech one more time, especially because…” his voice trailed off as he tugged at his coffee-colored hair and grimaced.

“You what?” 

His eyes widened at her rising tone and he backed up a single step. “I, uh, might have misplaced my notes.”

Pinching the bridge of her nose and taking a deep breath, Pansy fought to maintain control. When she reopened her eyes, she nearly relented at his puppy-dog eyes. 

Circe help her.

“Alright, follow me. I have a backup copy.” She nearly laughed at the immediate way he perked up, recovering his energy as readily as one of her mother’s corgis.

She led the way in her 4-inch heels and midnight green dress robes, legs flashing through the slit running all the way to mid-thigh. Even with her added height and straight-backed stride, she still only came up to Neville’s chin.

“Parkinson. I just need my purse,” she said to the man at the coat check. She tapped her foot impatiently while she waited.

“I’m really sorry about this, Pansy.” He once again looked contrite, face nearly level to her own with his slouch.

“Don’t be; this is part of my job.” She couldn’t help softening her tone in the face of his embarrassment. Pansy stepped close to press a firm hand to his back, robes brushing against his legs and perfume surrounding him in a distinct, but light, scent. “Stand up straight.”

He snapped to attention, catching her off guard with the sudden movement. In her haste to back up, a heel caught the trailing end of her robe and she started to fall backwards. With the reflexes that first earned him his post-war reputation, he darted forward to catch her, arms circling and pulling her back against his body.

They stood just like that for what seemed like a moment of forever, his arms pressing them close, her hands flat against his chest and soaking in his warmth. They breathed each other in, hearts beating in sync.

Until a cough broke the spell.

“Miss Parkinson? I have your purse here.”

The voice startled them into motion, his arms dropping, her feet stepping away. She accepted her bag with her back to him fully prepared to place Neville at an appropriate distance, but as Pansy turned around she face planted straight back into his stupidly firm chest. Large hands caught her again, this time removing themselves the instant she rebalanced. He didn’t step away.

“Are you even aware of your presence?!” she sputtered, blinking tears away to rub at her tender nose.

“Are you?”

The tilt in his uncharacteristic comment caught her attention and she looked up sharply to see a very un-Neville-like smirk on his face. Bloody Malfoy. First Hermione, and now Neville. The prat was going to have the entire company smirking like him and giving Pansy neverending trouble.

“I am more aware than most, thank you very much.” Reaching inside her bag, she located the correct sheet and pressed it into his stomach. “Here you go.”

“Aren’t you going to listen to me rehearse?” 

The eyes were back and gazing down at her. From their intimate proximity, Pansy felt like they were drawing her up and into their orbit. She couldn’t look away. Didn’t want to look away. “If that’s what you still want.”

Perfect white teeth nearly blinded her from his tanned face, and it was as she was still recovering that he pulled her hand into his, leading her into the nearest unlocked door.

“Do you mean it?” His tone had returned to the strange one from before, expression intent on examining her own. 

“Of course I’ll listen to your speech. It’s literally my job.”

This was getting ridiculous. Pansy felt like they were unsuspecting actors on a stage for everyone’s amusement. Look at how they clash!

“No, did you mean it when you said that you’re aware of me? More aware than others?”

Pansy took in the hand that still held her own, looking more carefully at his present countenance and thinking back on past interactions.

Oh.

“You like me.” The sentence sounded preposterous. It couldn’t possibly be true despite all evidence to the contrary.

“I more than like you.”

“…It’s mutual.”

“I know.”

She swallowed hard at the words. Neville Longbottom liked her, Pansy Parkinson. 

“You don’t need help with your speech, do you?”

“Not really.”

His smile and the glint in his eye compelled Pansy to close the distance between them. They still had half an hour until he walked on stage. “Whatever shall we do with ourselves?”

Did she refer to it as the Malfoy smirk earlier? Correction: the sly grin that grew across his features was very much its own trademark, one Pansy endeavored to claim as her own.

WC 1160 I am utterly incapable of drabble-length fics Twitter prompt from @PanvillePrompts

#panville #panville prompts #harry potter fanfiction #pansy x neville #pansy parkinson #neville longbottom #background dramione

[alantea87]

So, I’ve clocked my first 24 hours with the Nokia 2660 Flip. Truly a flip-you to my iPhone and its addicting qualities. Nothing groundbreaking to use a dumb-phone, but I wanted to challenge myself again to rejoin reality and reconnect with my friends and family properly… by stripping back my use of technology to its bare essentials.

Why…

After many months of wanting to pull away from social media, WhatsApp and iOS, I was apprehensive yet elated at the very idea. What about the memes? Thirst posts? Corgis? I’d miss them all. But much needed clarity came crashing in: my iPhone had become my adult pacifier (or dummy for us Brits). Using your smartphone during times of boredom, times of stress, or times of wanting connection has become a habit of many. And, I was no exception. Especially the doom-scrolling for hours on end after work. Luckily, after some realisation… my emotions were at the mercy of this bloody thing. Not to mention the continued horrors of witnessing violence or harassment on Instagram reels - content like this seemingly slipping through censorship safeguards. I had enough and wanted to go back simpler times, even at the dismay of others. I finally bought my second dumb-phone in two years, but this time it was far more usable (bigger buttons, predictive texts, foldable display). I wanted to really try much harder in having an iPhone-less life, even if it created a touch more inconvenience.

Neck-deep…

Sometimes I feel that tech companies invent inconveniences in order to sell more solutions directly to you. And as someone who used to work at Apple’s Regent Street store years back (when the first iPhone was launched, mind you), Apple has turned into a capitalist nightmare. I miss their earlier days of really creating a tech solution to improve your life. Now it’s all about that coin and I forget I am neck-deep in their eco system and feel like I’m drowning in their “YOU’RE MY ELITE EMPLOYEE” energy, so I feel I have to keep on buying more. Yes, the integration of all of their devices work incredibly well. But sometimes I feel that innovation doesn’t always address your ability to connect (naturally) with other people. In fact, my self and a lot of my friends (at my age), now feel that modern technology hinders deep, meaningful connections e.g. good old face-to-face conversations in the real world. I think as a millennial (and listen up gen z), I forget that conversation in person is incredibly nuanced: one has to balance tone, emotion, inflection and practice patience. It involves drama and full expression - hands, legs and otherwise! Real connection. No avatars, no emojis, no hiding. Worst case scenario, make a phone call and use your voice. Having said that, I will have to practice what I preach now that it’s much harder to write big messages via SMS on an alphanumeric keypad, lol. I’m more likely to text “can I call you in a bit instead?”.

Current tech hoes…

I have in fact have not fully compromised my relationship with tech. I am using an iPad for emails and internet. Plus, I have resorted to using my Apple Watch as a “mp3 player” paired with my AirPods Pro 2s. I forgot that if you have an Apple Music sub, you can download songs/albums/playlists directly to your Apple Watch via Wi-Fi etc. Perfect for the gym and the commute. Because I am sure as hell that I won’t be touching those dodgy Temu-like music players on Amazon. Frankly, they look like they would crumble in your hand and would be carcinogenic. Remember guys, tech companies have turned once a useful tool (the smartphone) into a slot-machine in your hand. Your emotions are being played with and sometimes I did enjoy aspects of that (memes, targeted videos/content etc) but I say: no bloomin more. For now. Lol. Famous last words. I’m going to try and do two weeks minimum with my Nokia 2660 and see how I survive.

Challenges to expect…

Unlike the Nokia 2680 Flip (only sold in North America, I think) as a fancier operating system that allows WhatsApp and a stripped down version of Google Maps. GPS navigation on that version of the 2660 apparently works alright, but you wouldn’t be able to use it in car for driving (I don’t drive anyway). But my main concern about using a feature phone is that lack of mapping. And I chronically get lost in London, despite being born and raised in Hackney/Islington. So I do plan to use my iPhone (loaded up with a data eSIM) to use it like it was a good old TomTom. Sorry gen z, these were old standalone GPS screen/devices you retrofitted in your car. But only if I plan on going somewhere totally new. Otherwise, I will try and relearn the bus network (within reason, lol) and tube map relative to my needs. I kinda miss those days of printing out directions and/or relying on your actual brain to problem solve and to get your bearings. Other things I may or may not miss out on: QR code scanning/presenting, tube/weather updates, voice notes.

Final words…

Scaling back to a dumb-phone has actually already reduced my levels of anxiety, sense of disconnect or being part of comparison culture. The very act of adding in your contacts manually one-by-one like the 90s/2000s into a cellphone was quite therapeutic despite its novelty. I think you can import a vCard, but couldn’t be arsed. *Carrie Bradshaw voice* But then I thought to myself (as I typed each contact into my Nokia keypad): damn boy… do I only really have three (actual) friends?

Two books I am currently reading and recommend.

#Nokia #nokia2660flip #dumbphone #digitalminimalism #social media #sherry turtle #cal Newport #tech

[hygge-ao3]

Mochi & Luna

Summary: Dan has planned a huge surprise for Phil for their anniversary, but what he doesn’t know is that Phil has planned the same thing for him.

 Written for Phanfiction Bingo 2023

Square: Pet Owners

Rating: Everyone 

Triggers/Warnings: None

Additional tags: fluff, dogs, pets, established relationship, surprises

Words: 1,558

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“You and I are gonna hang out here for a little while until Phil gets back, okay? Then, we’re going to surprise him with all of your cuteness.”    

Dan shut the bedroom door behind him and looked down at the puppy in his arms. The puppy looked up at Dan with its large brown eyes. It almost felt surreal, having this little ball of fluff and cuteness that was his. That was theirs.

He placed a quick kiss on the top of the puppy’s head, which was returned with a lick to the side of the face. “God, he’s gonna love you so much. Yes, he is.”

If Dan could pull this off, this was going to be the best surprise ever.

They had talked about getting a dog countless times over the years. Having a dog used to be something that felt so out of reach when they were renting, but now that they had a house and no landlord to deal with, it was a topic that came up more and more frequently. They had the time, they had the outdoor space, so it was a no brainer for Dan when he was trying to figure out what to get Phil for their anniversary.

Phil probably would have been happy with any dog, or any gift for that matter, but a corgi was the obvious choice.

When Dan found a litter of six corgi puppies that needed homes, there was one that immediately stuck out to Dan. It wasn’t the most rambunctious, but it also wasn’t the calmest. This puppy came right up to Dan, put his two front paws on Dan’s legs, and gave what Dan could only describe as a smile. Instead of Dan choosing the puppy, it seemed liked the puppy had chosen him.

Over the next couple of weeks, Dan had secretly been ordering supplies— a dog bed, toys, dog bowls, food. Each box was hidden in the closet of their guest room, under the guise that they were props for a new video. Which, he guessed, wasn’t entirely a lie since he was sure there would be a dog introduction video at some point.

Even though the supplies were covered, he had no idea how he was going to smuggle a dog into their house without Phil knowing. He had thought about bringing Martyn in on the surprise and asking him to get Phil out of the house for a little while. But when Dan woke up that morning, luck seemed to be on his side when Phil told him he needed to run some errands, leaving him with just enough time to pick up the puppy.

He had done this all right under Phil’s nose, and Phil didn’t seem to have any idea what was actually going on. It was going to be perfect.

Dan put the puppy on the floor and watched as it explored around the room, sniffing everything and stumbling around. The puppy ran around the bed and came back to Dan with one of Phil’s socks in his mouth.

“No, give me that.” Dan knelt to the floor and grabbed Phil’s cactus sock out of the puppy’s mouth. “He’s gonna have to learn to pick up after himself, isn’t he? Maybe you could teach him a lesson since he doesn’t listen to me.”

He sat down on the floor and let out a laugh as the puppy started to jump all over him. Even when his phone vibrated in his pocket, he had a hard time getting to it without getting bombarded with little kisses. How could something so tiny have so much energy?

Phil, 2:41pm There’s a surprise waiting for you in the lounge 🎁

Dan, 2:41pm omw 🏃

He carefully got up from the floor, making sure he didn’t accidentally step on the puppy, it was so small.

“I have to go upstairs, so I need you to be extra quiet, okay? Don’t pee on anything while I’m gone.”

Dan did a quick scan of the room to make sure there wasn’t anything the puppy could get into. He didn’t want to come back to a disaster, so he quickly removed a charging cable from the floor before he walked out.

While he was excited to see what Phil’s surprise was for him, he couldn’t help but feel a little smug that whatever Phil’s surprise was probably didn’t even come close to what was hiding in their bedroom.

But, once he entered the lounge, Dan let out a sound that was half disbelief and half a laugh. It turned out that Dan wasn’t the only one with the idea for the best surprise ever, because in the center of the room stood Phil with a shiba inu puppy in his arms.

“Surprise,” Phil smiled.

Dan walked up to Phil, mouth agape, still in shock. The light cream colored puppy looked up at Dan with brown eyes and started to wriggle around in Phil’s arms, letting out small, excited whimpers. Dan laughed and held out his hand for the puppy to sniff before he started to pet the top of its head.

“Hello,” Dan cooed. “You’re just the cutest, aren’t you?”

“Do you want to hold her?”

“Yes, but, let me get your gift first.” Dan was giddy with excitement as he hurried to the stairs. “You’re not gonna believe this!”

Dan rushed down the stairs to their bedroom. The corgi puppy was waiting patiently at the door when Dan returned.

“Are you ready to meet Phil and your sister? I know, you’re not an only child anymore.That lasted a whole twenty minutes, didn’t it? You’re as surprised as I am."

He picked up the puppy, giving it a couple quick kisses to the top of the head before making his way back upstairs.  

“Two dogs!” Phil exclaimed when Dan came up the stairs, his face brighter and more excited than Dan had ever seen before. He was sat on the floor with the shiba inu puppy in his lap.

Dan sat down next to him and the corgi immediately started to climb over his legs and into Phil’s lap. Soon enough, both puppies were all over Phil.

“This is the best day of my life!” Phil laughed as he was getting bombarded with love from the puppies.

Dan couldn’t help but laugh along with him, still not believing that this happened.

But, it was weird how quickly having two dogs felt natural. There was never a question as to whether they would be able to handle two dogs. Sure, it would be a little hectic trying to keep track of them to make sure they weren’t getting into trouble, but it felt like it made sense. Of course they had two dogs. Now that Dan was experiencing it, he couldn’t imagine it any other way. Dan and Phil each had a dog to call their own, and the dogs now had someone to play with.

The two of them sat cross legged on the floor for over an hour playing with the dogs and watching them explore.

“Did you think of a name for him?” Dan asked.

Phil was happily watching the two dogs play tug of war with one of the new toys, and Dan wasn’t sure who to pay more attention to— Phil or the dogs.

“I think he looks like a Mochi,” Phil replied, not taking his eyes off of the dogs.

“Mochi? That’s adorable.”

Phil turned towards Dan. “Have you thought of a name?”

“I had a couple in mind, but now I feel like she needs to be a Japanese snack, too.”

“Hmmm,” Phil hummed as he thought for a few seconds. “Hi-Chew? Matcha Kit Kat? Tokyo Banana?”

“All great options, Phil. Thank you so much,” Dan deadpanned. “Tokyo Banana rolls right off the tongue.”

“Toki for short?” Phil tried, a hopeful smile on his face.

Dan shook his head. “Don’t think that’s gonna make the cut.”

Out of all of the daydreams Dan had about owning a dog, he had never given much thought to what that dog might be called. It was a lot of pressure, choosing a name that will define the dog for the next 12-15 years.

He watched the shiba inu for a little while, mentally trying out different names. Kira, Ella, Piper, Nala. Nothing was sticking. He ended up going through the alphabet and thinking of a name for each letter.

“What about Luna?” he eventually asked Phil.

“Mochi and Luna. Dan, Phil, Mochi, and Luna. That’s cute. I like it.”

“What— are we doing Christmas cards now?” he teased, picturing all of their names written out.

Phil let out a small gasp. “We totally should. We could do a little photoshoot like we did with the calendar! We could sit in front of the Christmas tree and have them sit inside of little presents.”

Dan wasn’t actually serious, but he couldn’t deny that was a ridiculously cute idea. They could dress up in festive jumpers and maybe even get the dogs little outfits if they tolerated them. And maybe that could be a tradition they started, taking Christmas photos each year and sending them to family and friends. Over the years they could have something to look back on to remind them of where their little family started. Their own little family.

#phanfiction #phanfiction fluff #Phanfic #phanfic fluff #phanfictionbingo #phanfiction bingo

[youshouldhavepaidattentiondad]

Some Days

Ao3

based off this post

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The sun shines brilliantly through the glass panes of the greenhouse that encloses that backyard. John’s cane leans against the table as he carefully tends to his basil plant. The damned thing grows like a weed, constantly spilling out of its box. While he’s clipping stems, he hears a bark, making him look up.

Private Stubbs the Corgi races around the hens, corralling them into one spot. “Private, I don’t think the ladies need to be herded,” John comments as he returns to pruning the basil. He gets another bark in response, causing him to glance up again, a single eyebrow raised. “That wasn’t a suggestion, soldier. Stand down.”

Whining, Private Stubbs trots over to where John stands. He lays down under the table at John’s feet with a small huff.

Shaking his head fondly, John gets back to work. Soon, fresh herbs fill the small basket on the table. Some he’ll dry out, some will get used fresh. He almost exclusively uses fresh herbs. The dried ones usually end up as gifts to Wilbur’s coworkers back at PEIP.

Some days, John misses working at PEIP so badly it aches like his leg on a rainy day. He was always a man of action, ready to deal with whatever came his way. Some days, staying at home feels like torture.

Today, though, it actually feels nice. He sets down his shears and picks up his cane. As he begins walking, he beckons Private Stubbs with a whistle. The private perks up and immediately leaps to his feet and races after John. His stubby little legs are surprisingly quick as soon he’s by John’s side. John moves easily today. He probably doesn’t need his cane, but he likes to keep it close by just in case he takes a turn for the worse.

“Hello ladies,” he greets the hens as he passes by them. They peck at the ground and squawk softly in response. Queenie, the big golden colored hen, looks up at him as she preens. “Yes, yes, beautiful as always, Queenie.”

He finally comes across one of the frisbees in the yard, stooping down to pick it up. The movement catches Private Stubbs’ attention. “You wanna play?” John asks. He waits for the private’s bark of excitement before sending the frisbee gliding through the air.

Private Stubbs gives chase, leaping into the air to catch the disc. John laughs, leaning his cane against a nearby rocking chair. He bends down to take the frisbee when the private drops it at his feet. “Good job,” he tells him, scratching behind one of the dog’s ears. He straightens up again and gives the disc another toss.

“Looks like today’s a good day,” a low voice, warm and familiar, calls in a drawling tone.

John turns towards the back door when he hears his husband. Wilbur looks almost too handsome in his uniform. “Now it’s even better,” he says as he walks over to him, limping slightly. 

Once he’s close enough, Wilbur pulls him gently into a tender kiss.”How was your day, darling?” Wilbur asks, pressing a kiss to John’s forehead as they break apart.

“It was good,” John answers, leaning on Wilbur more than he needs to. “I did some cleaning this morning. Spent most of the day outside.” As Private Stubbs comes bounding over at the sight of Wilbur, he chuckles, “The private took it upon himself to start herding the ladies.”

That gets a loud laugh from Wilbur. He releases John after another kiss so he can pick up the dog. “Private, I believe I’ve told you to leave the gals alone,” he says in a stern tone, which his grin completely negates.

Private Stubbs licks his cheek in response.

“How was your day, Wil?” John asks. He walks back to retrieve his cane. Once it’s in his hand, he returns.

Wilbur scratches the scruff of Private Stubbs’ neck. “Wasn’t too bad, though there’s a good chance I’m going to get called back this weekend.”

“The Lords again?” John asks conversationally as they make their way back to the house. He doesn’t expect anything beyond a confirmation and even that’s pushing it. It’s classified and he’s not in PEIP anymore.

Sure enough, Wilbur merely nods in response. “What do you want for dinner? I was thinking we could go out,” he suggests as he sets Private Stubbs onto the back deck so he can open the door for John.

“Going out sounds great,” John admits as he steps into the house. “Uncle Vinny’s?”

“Oh absolutely. Just let me get changed.” Wilbur follows him in, letting Private Stubbs join them, before closing the door. He gives John another kiss before heading to their bedroom.

Yes, some days John misses working. As he settles into his favorite armchair, he watches Wilbur walk away, appreciating the way his uniform pants hug his ass. Some days, though, he’s perfectly content with the way things turned out.

#macnacross #john macnamara #wilbur cross #au #chickens #hens #private stubbs the corgi #domestic #fluff #hatchetfield universe #tgwdlm #black friday #nightmare time #starkid

[kyopmi]

about this post and this post

i loveee reading everyone's ideas about a dog that would suit kiyoomi and i just wanted to reply to some of them in the tags, i love you all（>‿‿<）♡

@writingbymoonlight

LUNA! my first thought was also a shiba inu! they just seem like they have matching personalities with omi.... deceivingly cute when they are actually quite sassy LOL

PLEASE omi with a tiny dog😭😭😭 imagine him walking around with the dog in his arms looking like the "don't talk to me or my son ever again" meme ahahaha

@epkatn

oh gosh sakusa and an american eskimo dog would look like ROYALTY, they would be turning heads everytime they go out,, everyone will stop and stare. i don't make the rules.

not a husky reminding him of atsumu and bokuto 😭 it would be a very talkative one who howls and whines a lot and ik omi would literally talk right back to the dog

SAKUSA AND CORGI! the image is so adorable🥺 i can see the dog wanting to curl up with omi to sleep and at first omi is like, strictly no dogs in the bedroom! but eventually caves for the puppy eyes💖 everytime i see a corgi i can't stop staring at it because like, all of its proportions look so wrong - big ears, long body, tiny legs, fluffy butt??? but they look so cute?!?

special mention @oooohno and our previous conversation

LOOK AT THIS!!! LOOK AT NANA'S BIG BRAIN WITH THE DALMATIAN!!!! I AM STILL REELING AT THE THOUGHT I WILL NEVER GET OVER THIS!!!!!

@icedhoneyy

omi and a little yorkie in a tote bag please😭 i'm thinking of the movie Beverly Hill's Chihuahua and imagining THAT is the life omi's dog is living (without the dognapping part ofc, omi would never let that happen)

yes i agree, adult dogs need a lot of love too! but i so want to see omi training a puppy, teaching it tricks, potty training, and how he'd react to the adorable puppy shenanigans 😭

special mention @ohtokki too bcs this is adorable and yes to the 2hr presentation,, there will be no bathroom breaks

υ´・ﻌ・`υ

in conclusion: everyone expects omi to have a medium to big sized dog, but omi with a tiny dog would be very entertaining

#thank you for coming to my ted talk #LMAO thank you everyone for feeding my puppy fever #i just love dog dad!omi ;( #[memories]

[froggos-chaos-corner]

i changed how Kk died and decided to write it bec i felt like it, and i MIGHT make a picture to go with it @fazbear-ent-official @i-love-freddy-fazbears-pizza @cat-and-corgi-girl

Also TW cigarettes, torture, death, blood, knifes

ALSO ALSO- Sorry if its not good i tried :,)

"Freddy it'll be fine, Just let the worker clean and check you, ok?" Kk said as they wrapped their work outfit around there waist and leaving them in a tank top, a pair of dirty jeans and black boots

"O-OK..." Funtime freddy frowned

"Your gonna be here tomorrow right?" Bon Bon asked

"Always!" Kk said while smiling

Kk walked outside and lifted up their lavender bear mask above there mouth and grab a pack of cigarettes and grab one and started to smoke it

Kk stated to feel this early feeling that....they weren't alone...but then pushed it off my thinking it was just their anxiety playing tricks on them

Kk pulled the cigarette out of there mouth and blew the smoke out of their mouth

Kk felt a pair of hands punch them hard, but didnt pass out

"WHAT THE HE-" Kk was cut off by having peace of cloth cover ther mouth

"Shhh you need to calm down...." A filmier voice said as things went black

....................

Kk slowly opened their eyes but then they went wide when they tried to move their limbs, there arms where hung above them and their legs where chained down to the floor....they had been in this place before....

"Well well well, look who's up~" The tall strawberry man said who had Kk mask in his left hand and Afton was next to him with a evil grin

Kk attempted to scream but they were gagged so no one would hear them

"Is this mask one of your new toys Kasey? Oh wait- you cant answer me because your gagged, heh" Mr. Mars said

Kk noticed they were both holding knifes then started to cry knowing what would happen

"So, how should we do this?" Afton asked

"We should take turns, how about you go first?" Mr. Mars said

"Gladly~" Afton said as he walked up to Kk and lifted his knife

....................

The dead body of Kk sat there, lifeless as the two men clean up

"What are we going to do with the body?" Mr. Mars asked

"I'll shove it in a animatronic suit" Afton responded with

"Alright, here take this" Mr. Mars said as he handed some money and a peace of paper with his phone number on it

Afton took it and blush slightly and Mr. Mars winked at him then left

~END~

#i w r i t e

[cloudstrife-bbs]

Why A Berger Blanc Suisse?

Sometimes, we're simply attracted to a breed because of their eye-catching good looks.

I would be lying if I said that the overall image of the breed, evocative of the wild white wolf, didn't influence me. They absolutely did, and the White Wolf has been a personal Guardian Spirit of mine for decades. White Wolf has always been something of a Spiritual Brother to me, loyal and protective of me.

However, I will say that the noble stature and unfailingly loyal disposition of the German Shepherd is really what brought me down this path.

I've worked with a lot of dogs, and by far, the more wolfy or foxy the dog looked, the more I find my soul drawn to them. Spitzes, shepherds, collies, nihon-ken, corgis, these breeds and mutts belonging to them have always found their way into my heart.

But, being as experienced as I am, I am also no FOOL as to not study the breed's history, purpose, behaviors, and health concerns.

As much as I loved them and enjoyed working with them, the German Shepherd was never an option I considered. I had seen first-hand the result of poor breeding, which resulted in poor genetic health and deteriorated physical vigor. A breed plagued with orthopedic issues and mental health instability.

The original German Shepherds were chosen for working ability, which includes being intelligent, biddable, and loyal. But they were also developed from certain stock of German sheepdogs (which was more like a land race than an actual breed, probably from derived from similar ancestors to collies) because the original developer of the breed, Max von Stephanitz, was also selecting dogs that were strong and wolf-like in appearance.

There's universal appeal to the modern German Shepherd. In my opinion, they suffer from being entirely over-bred to keep up with the demand for uneducated buyers unprepared for their strong work drive. But they remain, as of 2023, the #4 most registered purebred dog in the AKC.

But, I'm not here to talk about the German Shepherd, really. I'm here to talk about the Berger Blanc Suisse. However, it should be stated that the history of the two breeds have been intertwined for so long, I would be remiss to not mention their history in the development for the BBS.

The first Bergers Blancs Suisses were really developing in Switzerland in the '70's from white German Shepherd Dogs from the US and Canada. They have only really been selectively bred away from the German Shepherd Dog for roughly fifty years. This makes them still very new, with a shallow (but trying to remain really healthy) gene pool, and trying to avoid and severe genetic bottleneck.

But in that fifty years, careful breeders have been paying close attention to their conformation and health. Most remarkably, the legs and back have been straightened, and they've eliminated the severe slope in the German Shepherd that has contributed so much to their orthopedic issues. Every good Berger Blanc Suisse is still screened for hips and elbows before being bred. And with companies like Embark that provide genetic analysis of health concerns, this invaluable information can make breeders and owners make much more educated decisions on whether their dog is suitable to breed.

They have bred the Berger Blanc Suisse to be less intense, less anxious. An excellent BBS is nigh unflappable, and truly goes with the flow. They are more suited for families than they are for military or police work, although a good BBS can do very well at any type of fun dog sport that it sets its mind to. But they retain the work ethic and loyalty that so attracted me to their ancestral breed.

I want a Berger Blanc Suisse because---

They are loyal.

They are good for families.

They are versatile.

They are empathetic.

They are eager to please.

They are very intelligent.

They WANT to learn new things.

They are good for hiking.

They are good for working.

They are a much healthier option than a German Shepherd, both physically and mentally.

They are generally less intense, with medium energy.

They will absolutely protect you if the need arises.

They are absolutely beautiful.

We owe it to Berger Blanc Suisse breeders to be educated, and Berger Blanc Suisse breeders owe it to their dogs to be careful, selective, and deliberate with their actions.

On behalf of all of us who love this stunning breed, thank you for your consideration of us.

#dog #dog blog #sunny writes about dogs

[gloriadrewthis]

Understanding Corgis: A Comprehensive Look

Corgis, with their distinctive short legs and long body, are one of the most popular and recognizable dog breeds. While they are known for their playful and affectionate nature, owning a Corgi, like any breed, comes with its own set of challenges. This article aims to provide a balanced view of the Corgi breed by exploring some common issues owners might encounter, as well as the many positive traits that make them beloved pets.

Challenges of Owning a Corgi

Stubbornness: Corgis can be stubborn, which might make training a challenge for inexperienced owners.

Excessive Barking: They are often quite vocal and may bark at unfamiliar people or noises, which can be a concern in noise-sensitive living situations.

Shedding: Corgis shed a lot, requiring regular grooming and potentially being a problem for allergy sufferers.

Herding Instinct: Bred as herding dogs, Corgis might try to herd children or other pets, which can sometimes lead to nipping.

Health Issues: They are prone to certain health problems like hip dysplasia and obesity, which require careful attention and regular veterinary check-ups.

High Energy Levels: Corgis are energetic and need sufficient exercise to prevent boredom and destructive behaviors.

Diet Management: They can easily become overweight, so careful diet management is essential.

Independence: Their independent nature might sometimes be mistaken for aloofness or a lack of affection.

Difficulty in Training: Due to their intelligence and independent streak, training a Corgi might require more patience and creativity.

Attention Seeking: They often seek attention and may not do well if left alone for long periods.

Sensitivity to Weather: With their thick coats, Corgis might struggle in very hot climates.

Risk of Back Problems: Their long back makes them susceptible to spinal issues, especially if they become overweight.

Cost of Care: The cost of regular grooming and potential health issues can be higher than for some other breeds.

Space Requirements: Despite their small size, Corgis need enough space to exercise and play.

Social Needs: They are social animals and thrive best when they have company and stimulation.

The Joy of Owning a Corgi

Despite these challenges, Corgis are cherished for their positive traits:

Loyal and Affectionate: Corgis are known for their loyalty and affection towards their owners.

Intelligent: They are quick learners and can excel in obedience and agility training.

Good Watchdogs: Their alert nature makes them excellent watchdogs.

Friendly and Playful: Corgis generally have a playful and friendly disposition.

Adaptable: They can adapt well to different living environments, including apartments, if they get enough exercise.

Long Lifespan: With proper care, Corgis can enjoy a relatively long lifespan, providing years of companionship.

Conclusion

Owning a Corgi, like any dog, comes with its own set of challenges and rewards. Understanding these can help prospective owners decide if a Corgi is the right fit for their lifestyle and provide current owners with insights into better care and training. Ultimately, the decision to bring any breed into your home should be made with consideration of both the breed's traits and your ability to meet their needs.

[sweatycatprince]

Corgi Dog Breeds: Characteristics & Care Tips For You

 The Corgi is a breed of dog that was made to herd cattle, sheep, and horses. They are smart and active. Pembrokes are great with kids and other animals because they are eager to learn and easy to train. They have four different colours and marks on their coats.

Even though these dogs are purebreds, they might end up in shelters or with rescue groups. Don't forget to think about adopting or fostering. Do not go shopping if you want to bring a dog home.

Getting started

Corgis, especially the Pembroke Welsh Corgi and the Cardigan Welsh Corgi, are well-known dog breeds known for their unique looks, high levels of energy, and friendly personalities. Even though they are small, they have a long history of herding and make great pets for many homes.

Corgis have become more popular for many reasons, such as:

Their small legs, long bodies, and facial expressions give them a unique and appealing look.

They were trained to herd sheep in the beginning, and their intelligence and natural tendency to herd make them interesting working dogs.

They are known for how close they are to their owners and how loyal, loving, and protective they are.

Size: They are small, but they are flexible and can live in different places, like apartments and bigger houses.

The past

Pembroke, Wales The breed came from Welsh Corgis and Cardigans. Welsh Corgis were used to herd cattle, sheep, and other animals in Wales, where they were from. They've been helping farmers make a living as reliable and quick herders for a long time.

Differences from other Corgi breeds: Pembroke and Cardigan are the two main types of Corgis. They look similar in some ways, but their bodies, clothes, and where they came from in the past are all very different.

Things that make up

Corgis have short legs, long torsos, and bodies that are low to the ground. They have fox-like heads, with ears that stand up and faces that show how they feel.

They are smart, always on the lookout, and quick to act. They really want to make their owners happy and enjoy being part of a family.

Most of the time, they are friendly, loving, and loyal. If you teach them how, they can be good with kids and other pets.

Pembroke Welsh Theyt are about 10 to 12 inches (25 to 30 cm) tall at the shoulders, while Cardigan Welsh Corgis are a bit bigger.

Most of the Their weight is between 11 and 14 kilogrammes (25 to 30 pounds), with Cardigans being a bit heavier.

Lifespan: A Corgi usually lives between 12 and 15 years, but this depends on things like its genes and how well it is cared for.

Training and getting to know people

Early training and socialisation are important because they teach Corgis how to behave around people and other dogs, as well as how to follow basic commands.

Corgis respond well to positive interactions, like getting treats, praise, and rewards.

Common behaviour problems and how to handle them:

If they don't get enough exercise and mental stimulation, they might act up. By giving your dog regular physical and mental challenges, you can stop problems like too much barking or bad behaviour.

Taking care of things

Common Diseases and Symptoms: Some of the health problems Corgis can get are hip dysplasia, degenerative myelopathy, and eye problems. It's important to take your pet to the vet often.

Dietary Needs: It's important for them to eat a balanced diet that meets all of their nutritional needs. You can find out what to feed your pet by talking to a vet.

Even though Corgis are small, they are very active dogs that need to be walked every day so they don't get fat and so their minds don't get bored.

Grooming and Hygiene: They need to be brushed often to keep their double coat from shedding. They need to be bathed, have their nails trimmed, and have their teeth cleaned for their overall health.

When it comes to breeding and having children, good practises put the health of both the parents and the children first. Breeders who do things the right way check the health of their animals and make sure they are getting the right care.

Where to buy or adopt: Responsible breeders who put the welfare of the breed first and follow good breeding practises are suggested. It is kind to adopt pets from animal shelters and rescue groups.

Popular Culture and the Corgi

Corgis are well-known because Queen Elizabeth II and other members of the British royal family have had them for a long time.

Corgis have been in a lot of movies and TV shows, most of the time as cute and loyal pets.

Corgis are often shown as happy, cute characters in the media, with a focus on their unique looks and great personalities.

In the end,

In the end, Corgis are popular because they look cute, are very active, and are very close to their owners. Even though in the past they were used to herd animals, they make great family pets because they are friendly and loyal. Taking care of their health through training, care, and socialisation will make it a pleasure to live with one of these cute dogs.

[kellieblog]

Corgi Dog Breeds: Characteristics & Care Tips For You

 The Corgi is a breed of dog that was made to herd cattle, sheep, and horses. They are smart and active. Pembrokes are great with kids and other animals because they are eager to learn and easy to train. They have four different colours and marks on their coats.

Even though these dogs are purebreds, they might end up in shelters or with rescue groups. Don't forget to think about adopting or fostering. Do not go shopping if you want to bring a dog home.

Getting started

Corgis, especially the Pembroke Welsh Corgi and the Cardigan Welsh Corgi, are well-known dog breeds known for their unique looks, high levels of energy, and friendly personalities. Even though they are small, they have a long history of herding and make great pets for many homes.

Corgis have become more popular for many reasons, such as:

Their small legs, long bodies, and facial expressions give them a unique and appealing look.

They were trained to herd sheep in the beginning, and their intelligence and natural tendency to herd make them interesting working dogs.

They are known for how close they are to their owners and how loyal, loving, and protective they are.

Size: They are small, but they are flexible and can live in different places, like apartments and bigger houses.

The past

Pembroke, Wales The breed came from Welsh Corgis and Cardigans. Welsh Corgis were used to herd cattle, sheep, and other animals in Wales, where they were from. They've been helping farmers make a living as reliable and quick herders for a long time.

Differences from other Corgi breeds: Pembroke and Cardigan are the two main types of Corgis. They look similar in some ways, but their bodies, clothes, and where they came from in the past are all very different.

Things that make up

Corgis have short legs, long torsos, and bodies that are low to the ground. They have fox-like heads, with ears that stand up and faces that show how they feel.

They are smart, always on the lookout, and quick to act. They really want to make their owners happy and enjoy being part of a family.

Most of the time, they are friendly, loving, and loyal. If you teach them how, they can be good with kids and other pets.

Pembroke Welsh Theyt are about 10 to 12 inches (25 to 30 cm) tall at the shoulders, while Cardigan Welsh Corgis are a bit bigger.

Most of the Their weight is between 11 and 14 kilogrammes (25 to 30 pounds), with Cardigans being a bit heavier.

Lifespan: A Corgi usually lives between 12 and 15 years, but this depends on things like its genes and how well it is cared for.

Training and getting to know people

Early training and socialisation are important because they teach Corgis how to behave around people and other dogs, as well as how to follow basic commands.

Corgis respond well to positive interactions, like getting treats, praise, and rewards.

Common behaviour problems and how to handle them:

If they don't get enough exercise and mental stimulation, they might act up. By giving your dog regular physical and mental challenges, you can stop problems like too much barking or bad behaviour.

Taking care of things

Common Diseases and Symptoms: Some of the health problems Corgis can get are hip dysplasia, degenerative myelopathy, and eye problems. It's important to take your pet to the vet often.

Dietary Needs: It's important for them to eat a balanced diet that meets all of their nutritional needs. You can find out what to feed your pet by talking to a vet.

Even though Corgis are small, they are very active dogs that need to be walked every day so they don't get fat and so their minds don't get bored.

Grooming and Hygiene: They need to be brushed often to keep their double coat from shedding. They need to be bathed, have their nails trimmed, and have their teeth cleaned for their overall health.

When it comes to breeding and having children, good practises put the health of both the parents and the children first. Breeders who do things the right way check the health of their animals and make sure they are getting the right care.

Where to buy or adopt: Responsible breeders who put the welfare of the breed first and follow good breeding practises are suggested. It is kind to adopt pets from animal shelters and rescue groups.

Popular Culture and the Corgi

Corgis are well-known because Queen Elizabeth II and other members of the British royal family have had them for a long time.

Corgis have been in a lot of movies and TV shows, most of the time as cute and loyal pets.

Corgis are often shown as happy, cute characters in the media, with a focus on their unique looks and great personalities.

In the end,

In the end, Corgis are popular because they look cute, are very active, and are very close to their owners. Even though in the past they were used to herd animals, they make great family pets because they are friendly and loyal. Taking care of their health through training, care, and socialisation will make it a pleasure to live with one of these cute dogs.

#dog breed

[fuzzysparrow]

Which dog has two distinct breeds, Pembroke and Cardigan?

When it comes to corgis, there are two distinct breeds: the Pembroke Corgi and the Cardigan Corgi. While both breeds are similar in many ways, there are some key differences between the two.

Firstly, the Pembroke Corgi is the more popular of the two breeds. This breed is known for its cute, fox-like face, as well as its short legs and perky ears. Pembroke Corgis are also known for being incredibly friendly and sociable, making them an ideal choice for families with children or other pets.

On the other hand, the Cardigan Corgi is a bit less well-known but no less charming. This breed is known for its longer tail and more rounded ears, as well as its slightly larger size. Cardigan Corgis are also known for being a bit more reserved and independent than their Pembroke counterparts, although they are still quite friendly and loyal.

Both breeds are known for their intelligence and their love of play, and they are both excellent choices for families looking for a loyal and loving companion. However, both breeds can be prone to some health issues, such as hip dysplasia and back problems.

#Trivia #Corgi

[itsalwayswellattheworldsend]

Chapter 2 - Ralph Goeth Back Home to the High House

Text Audio

Synopsis:

Ralph returns home, seemingly happy, but troubled on the inside.

Summary:

"For," said he, "it is with these men as with others, that they make prey of folk; yet these for the more part prey on the rich, and the lawful prey on the poor. Otherwise it is with these wolfheads as with lords and knights and franklins, that as there be bad amongst them, so also there be good; and the good ones I happed on, and so may another man."

King Peter and Ralph returned to the High House of Upmeads, and along the way, King Peter told Ralph about when he was a young man and rode the Woods Debatable. He found himself alone in the woods as it grew late, and he came upon a group of outlaws. Though they were outlaws, they treated him well and aided him, and so after that, Peter never aided those who hunted outlaws to kill them.

He said, “These people—like all people—prey upon others, but outlaws prey mainly upon the rich, and the lawful people prey upon the poor. Just like how there are good people and bad people among kings and commoners, so it is with outlaws. I was helped by such good people, and others may find help the same way.

Ralph wasn’t paying attention because he had heard this story many times before, and because his mind was elsewhere. Still, the moral was not lost on him. When they arrived, they were met by Ralph’s mother who ran out and hugged and kissed him, excited that he would be the one remaining with them because she considered him the most loving of her children. His heart was troubled because he loved his mother and everyone in the house, even the dogs and the birds which nested in the pots his mother put out for them. Though he loved them, he could not forget his desire for adventure, and he forced himself to look happy.

Notes:

This one’s literally two paragraphs long (my summary is three because I separated the dialog into its own paragraph).

I really like the characterization of King Peter here, and his story about his encounter with outlaws. Folktales often either have outlaws as the villains or the main characters, but here they are a third party, one which Peter recognizes as being just as human as everyone else, and he treats them well that they might treat others well (and presumably harry the Bishop’s men as they travel the woods).

One last note that I forgot to put in Chapter 1: when it’s mentioned that Ralph loves the dogs of Upmeads, it specifically says “spit dogs”. “Turnspit Dogs” are a lost breed of dogs from the the past (16th-early 19th centuries, based on a small bit of research) which were trained to run in wheels (like hamster wheels) to rotate cooking meat over fires in the kitchen. They were widely used, and bred to be short-legged, like dachshunds or corgis. They were also considered to be very “common” and lowly (they were not a prestigious breed), and so we don’t have a ton of good records about them. Once automated turnspits were invented, the breed was out of a job and so they dwindled and bred into other species of dogs.

One last-last note: I updated the map to move the crossroads (in-text referred to as the "Four-want-way") to the north of the High House, since that seems a more logical place for it (after all, whoever drew the southern straw was to return to the House)

Map:

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Why Do Dogs Sploot? And Should You Worry About It?

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Why Do Dogs Sploot? And Should You Worry About It?

If you’re a dog lover then you surely know that a pup can make your life a lot better. And social media can vouch for this, with its thousands of videos of adorable pups. And dogs, in general, are among the most adorable creatures appearing in both rescue videos and funny training fails.

There is one video trend in particular that a lot of vets and pet parents try nowadays and it’s the dog splooting. Although this position looks very innocent and makes dogs seem even cuter than they are, it can become a reason for concern. And in most cases, splooting itself isn’t what should cause you to worry, but it should prompt a visit to the vet to make sure that everything is alright.

So what is the actual reason for concern? The next part of the article will give you all the information you need to know what splooting is and when it should worry you.

So why would a dog sploot? This position is bound to stick with you when you notice it

It makes your dog look like a professional yogi. It is similar to the popular Sphinx pose. It’s basically the position in which your dog will be lying on its stomach and have its back legs pushed straight out behind and not tucked under its body.

The sploot can be similar to several different things. According to Gilbertsville Veterinary Hospital, these are the usual poses you might notice:

The side sploot – This is when the pup will lie on its stomach and have either both or just one of the legs pointing to the side, and not straight behind it.

The half sploot – This is the position in which the dog will be splooting with one leg tucked under its body and the other one stretched out to its behind.

The full sploot – This is the more common position in which the dog will lie down on its belly with both of its back legs stretched out, as described above.

Splooting has become very popular in recent years, being adopted especially in social media, although it is a position known for ages. This position also has some other agreed-upon names, according to the National Canine Research Association of America (NCRAOA), being also known as:

Superman

Pancaking

Frogging,

Frog legs

Frog dogging

So what exactly causes a dog to sploot? Why is splooting bad and when should you worry?

So although this is a very cute position for a dog, why does the pet actually do it? Well, things aren’t always straightforward in this regard, and depending on the age and the actual breed of the dog, the reasons might differ. So, as you might know, chihuahuas, corgis, and other small breeds have somewhat more flexible legs than other types of dogs. This is why it isn’t uncommon for these breeds to use splooting as one of their usual lying position and from time to time use it to stretch a little.

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When it comes to those dogs that don’t fall in this breed category, the sploot position can be seen as a negative sign, a positive one, or even a neutral, nonimportant one. But usually, this position shouldn’t be something you should worry about. According to Top Dog Health, although younger dogs will adopt this position more often than their older relatives, this is usually because pups are usually more flexible.

So dogs use this position mostly to stretch their legs when they feel to, but they can choose to sploot when they need to cool off as well. If you notice that your dog is lying like this on hardwood, tile, or other cold surfaces, then he might just be feeling warm.

There are also instances in which dog splooting is cause for concern

It might be worth it to check on your dog if you notice it suddenly picks up this behavior, although splooting in general is harmless. A pup taking on this behavior might take it from an older dog as it learns how to behave, but if you have an older dog that out of nowhere starts to sploot, then it might be faced with discomfort.

When a dog that is older starts to sploot, it most likely is dealing with either a joint or a muscle issue that makes it want to stretch. Splooting can either be a sign of the beginning of dysplasia in dogs, as well as either an injury or arthritic knee or hip according to the same NCRAOA. If you don’t want to take your dog to the vet until you have stronger evidence, you can check its movements and walking to see if you spot any difference in the dog’s behavior. It doesn’t hurt to go to the vet either.

You should also try to pay attention to the skin of your dog, according to experts. Some dogs also use splooting as a way of calming rashy, hot skin. This is why you should make sure you check out their underside too.

Final words

When you see your dog splooting, don’t think of medical issues right from the start as these aren’t all that common. But if a medical problem is the culprit, you should know that most of them are easily treatable when caught in time and cared for properly.