PSA, keep your dog on a leash when you're in a public, unfenced area. dedicated to the lady that just tried to reassure me, "no she's nice! put your dog down! she's nice!" babe i believe you when you say your dog is nice. what you have not considered is that the dog I am holding is NOT nice and WILL attempt to attack your dog if I put him down. also we are RIGHT next to a busy road and there is Nothing stopping your dog from running into traffic. pls put her on a leash im literally begging you it is SO dangerous for her to not be on a leash here
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I don't think I've ever mentioned it before, so I feel as though you should all know that in this au Pearl is living with Bigb, and that his house is on the edge of the town, near a grove where Tilly stays.
She didn't really have anywhere to stay when she reunited with Grian. She was very used to being on the move all the time, sleeping anywhere that would take her for a night or two, so it was weird and unfamiliar having to find somewhere more permanent to settle down.
Bigb was the quickest to offer her a place to stay, and he didn't mind that she was rarely home due to her work, because he is also a very busy person who is rarely home. He gave her a room and an open invite, and he lets her come and go as she pleases.
They've been living together nearly 10 years now.
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i think the adult relationship to the childhood dog is something that is so tender and heart-wrenching and important. you are the last vestige of my childhood. you are the sacred keeper of the memories i hold dearest, but you can barely see or hear me anymore. who do i become once you’re gone? where do i turn to remember myself? you’re the last one sitting next to me at the door of a childhood home that no longer exists, waiting patiently for the return of a family that no longer exists. where can i live when you, too, no longer exist? i can’t let go. please don’t make me let go. i know you’ll leave soon. i wish you didn’t have to. but she’s just a dog. her life is short and i will witness her death and i’ve known this from the beginning. i didn’t think it would come so fast. am i ready? have i become someone yet? have i become unrecognizable to her yet? does she still see the child i was? i’m still the child i was. please, don’t forget the child i was. please don’t take her away from me.
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Local dog trainer A: "Treats are a plague upon dog training. A dog should work for his master's approval. Only through obedience can joy be achieved."
Local dog trainer B, 40yrs out of military dog handling/honorary GSD club member/working dog trial judge: *empties his pocketfuls of sausage bits into Troj's face* WHAT A FUN LITTLE DOG!!
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I’m in a phase of perceiving Hallow that I’m calling the “geriatric baby” phase. I’ve now had Hallow longer than I had Hank or Jackalope and I can tell that my relatively brief time with them seriously altered my subconscious expectations of what time I think I will have with Hallow. I know she’s a very young dog- she’s just now the age that Hank and Jack were when I met them- but she also feels ancient to me.
The feeling will pass, probably. It’s just weird right now.
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My chiguagua is getting old 🥺
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I'm torn between thinking that Lucy is low-key psychic and her general 'sensitivity' is her sensing a disturbance in the Force, and thinking that if the old dude I'd been regularly chatting to was found dead by a broken neck on my favourite bench that very morning, I'd be freaked out too.
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