#puppies!
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Trick or treat :3!
thank you :3! for you, i have the doggy academy, one of the many times i've spoofed that drawing of the umbrella academy abbey-roading it
[ID: the umbrella academy drawn as cartoony dogs, walking in a line. Luther is a great pyrenees, Diego is a rottweiler, Allison is a dalmation, Klaus is a jack russell terrier, Five is a miniature schnauzer, Ben is a black lab, and Viktor is a basset hound. End ID]
#tua#the umbrella academy#im not tagging all of them im gonna leave it at that#puppies!#i dont draw dogs enough#my art
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[Image description: a photo of Marshmallow, a brown puppy who is half wheaten terrier, half poodle. She is lying on a couch next to a pillow, getting a tummy rub and looking at the camera. End of description.]
work buddy for today
#mine#wheaten terrier#poodle#whoodle#she is. so sweet 😭❤️#i should have a tag for my dogs huh#my animals#<- i think that'll be the tag#anyway. i h8 working but this makes it better#animals#puppies!#professional theatre life
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Lewis does a puppy interview.
I am even more in love.
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rip my very first niece. i will love you forever and ever neshama sheli ❤️❤️❤️🤍🤍🤍
#14yrs!!#best (and crotchety-est) old lady i ever knew#so happy i got to see her one last time even if im a million miles away on this day :((#puppies!
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Congratz @special-bc-ur-part-of-it!
I really tried to write you a drabble, but this fic just demanded more, and more, and more, up to the point where I even asked the fabulous and talented @datshitrandom to create some fanart because we ALL deserve Klaine Puppy Piles, damn it!
I hope you like it, Iz! ♡♡♡
You can read it under the cut, or on Ao3 and S&C.
“Hi, can I help you?”
Kurt looked up from the brochures that were neatly displayed in a stand next to the front desk. “Oh, yes. I’m here for Puppy Paradise?”
The man behind the desk beamed. “Oh, that’s great! Are you looking to adopt?”
“Unfortunately not. I’d like to, someday. I just don’t have the space for a pet just yet. College life, you know?”
“Yeah, I do know. That’s why I started volunteering here. There’s never a shortage of adorable animals to play with. My name’s Blaine, by the way. Blaine Anderson.”
Kurt shook the hand that Blaine held out to him. “Kurt Hummel. Nice to meet you, Blaine.”
“You, too. If you’ll just fill this out for me, then I’ll take you to the playroom and you can meet your new best friends.”
Kurt took the form he was handed and quickly filled it in, eager to get started. He and Rachel had discussed getting a pet, but she was allergic to cats, and neither of them was home often enough to properly take care of a dog. They tried fish, but after the first five betta fish went belly up, they gave up on that idea as well. Luckily, the local animal shelter regularly had special days where you could come and play with the animals.
Kurt had seen the flyer hanging up on the notice board in the lobby of their building as he came home from class, and, seeing that they had one scheduled that day, he had rushed upstairs to throw on some old clothes that he did not mind getting dirty and made his way to the shelter.
As Blaine waved Kurt ahead of him, he was glad for the foresight. He thought he’d seen Blaine give him a once over in the front office, and he put an extra sway in his hips, glad he chose a particularly flattering pair of yoga pants that did wonders for his ass.
The first thing Kurt noticed as he walked through the door was the noise. The room was filled with all kinds of puppies running around and yapping excitedly, and Kurt crouched down to give head scratches to the bravest of them, a tiny little chocolate labrador who had come running up to him and Blaine and tried to jump up their legs.
“Hi there, little guy. Who’s a good boy? Yes, you are!” he cooed to the puppy, doing his best to dodge the overenthusiastic licks hello the puppy tried to give him.
“His name’s Charlie,” Blaine said as he crouched down next to Kurt and scratched the dog behind his floppy brown ears.
“How did he end up here?”
“We always get a few pregnant females a year, but this year we had three at the same time. It was the usual story, people get a dog, fail to get them spayed, and then end up not wanting the responsibility of taking care of them when they get pregnant. So they bring them to us. It’s not great, but we’d rather take in a hundred pregnant dogs than for them to end up dumped in some dark alley, or worse.”
“God, that’s awful.”
“It is, but we do what we can,” Blaine said with a shrug. “C’mon, we’ve got a couple of beanbags in the corner that’ll be a lot more comfortable than crouching all the time.”
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Thirty minutes later, Kurt was extra glad he had changed out of his normal clothes. After he and Blaine had sat down on the beanbags, the other puppies came running and tried to climb all over them. Bit by bit, Kurt had slid down until he was sitting on the floor with his legs stretched out in front of him and his back resting against the beanbag. Blaine was lying next to him, spread out on the floor, and they both had dogs climbing all over them, licking their faces and begging for scratches.
“So, how long have you been doing this?” Kurt asked Blaine, gently freeing one of the puppies from inside the hooded sweatshirt he had taken off a bit earlier.
Blaine slowly turned his head to look at Kurt, doing his best not to dislodge the puppy that had decided Blaine’s unruly curls were the perfect place to lie down. “About a year now, I suppose. I started out as a volunteer dog walker, taking the more active ones for runs on the weekends. One of the receptionists recently went on maternity leave, so I applied to be her temporary replacement.
“These play dates were actually her idea, so I’m glad I can help keep them going until she returns. Even if nobody ends up adopting one of them, at least they’re getting plenty of attention.”
“That’s really admirable, Blaine.”
Blaine quickly ducked his head, but not fast enough for Kurt to miss seeing his blush.
“What about you? What keeps you too busy for one of these adorable balls of fluff?”
“I’m double majoring in Fashion Design and Management at Parsons, and I work at Vogue.com. Just don’t judge me by this very basic outfit,” Kurt laughed as he gestured down.
“I think you look great, Kurt.”
Kurt could feel the blush heating his cheeks. “Thanks.”
Fortunately, or unfortunately depending on how you look at it, one of the puppies chose that moment to try and play tug of war with Blaine’s shoelaces, and the moment was broken.
Blaine grabbed a squeaky ball and successfully distracted the dogs by throwing it across the room, making them run after it frantically.
After playing with them for a while and wearing them out, Blaine and Kurt ended up lying starfished on the floor, covered in tired puppies. Charlie, the chocolate Lab had curled up on Kurt’s chest, and he had two of his friends lying on his arm and legs, respectively. Blaine had laid down with his head next to Kurt’s hip, and the puppy on Kurt’s leg decided to take advantage of that by lying down with his body on Kurt’s leg and his head atop Blaine’s.
“I didn’t know how much I needed this until I got here,” Kurt admits quietly, feeling as if speaking too loudly would break the spell that had fallen over the room.
“I get that. I was the same, to be honest. I was stressing so much, trying to keep up with my classes and making rent, that I was burning out before I even hit twenty. But these animals, they don’t care about what you’re dealing with. They only want one of two things from you, attention or food. Give them a bit of both, and they will be your friend forever.
“Since I started working here, I’ve been feeling so much more relaxed. Whenever I have a bad day, I only need to cuddle a puppy or kitten, or go for a run with some of the older dogs, and nothing will seem quite as bad after.”
Kurt reached down to gently pet the puppy lying on his leg. “I’m glad you have that. I think I might have to make this a regular thing as well.”
“We would be happy to have you, Kurt.”
Kurt ran his hand down the dog's curly head. “Thanks, that means a lot.”
“Um, Kurt?”
“Yeah?” he said absently.
“That’s not the dog…”
Kurt’s head flew up, and he was shocked to see his hand buried in Blaine’s curls, instead of the dog’s curly fur like he had thought. “I - what? Oh, shit. I’m so sorry, Blaine. I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Hey, it’s okay. Don’t worry about it.” Blaine reached up as best as he could without dislodging the dogs napping on him and gently patted Kurt’s arm. “Really, I only said something because I didn’t want you to be unaware. It felt kinda nice, actually. It’s been a while since I had a cute boy play with my hair…”
“Oh…I - you think I’m cute?”
“I think you’re gorgeous, Kurt. And if you’re not opposed, I would love to take you out on a date sometime.”
Kurt blushed fiercely, but made no effort to hide it this time. He looked Blaine right in the eye as he told him, “I’d love to.”
*♡*♡*♡* The End *♡*♡*♡*
Thanks to @quizasvivamos for the beta! ♡
Title: Puppy Paradise
Author: Cerriddwen
Artist: @datshitrandom
Rating: T
Summary: Kurt has never felt better. The Puppy Paradise play dates at his local animal shelter do wonders for his stress levels, and the eye candy certainly doesn’t hurt either…
Word Count: 1375
Chapters: 1
Status: Complete
Part of a Series: No
Life Stage: Young Adult/College
Other Ships: N/A
Warnings: Some minor and very much not graphic references to people who don't take good care of their animals.
Genre(s): Fluff, Romance
Trope(s): Alternate Universe: Different First Meeting, PUPPIES!
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I have inadvertently taught my dog ritual magic.
So I have a German Shepard Lab mix that's super sweet but kinda big and REAL BAD about being underfoot when you're trying to move around the house. She also has just enough German Shepard in her to be smart, but enough Lab to be smart in the dumbest ways. We also have four cats that also like to scream and swarm as they're being fed.
So to reduce the chaos at feeding time by at least some margin, we put the dog out back beforehand. Then, once everyone's bowl is down, let her back in.
So to her peculiar little Lab brain, she goes outside and then, when she comes back in, her food bowl is magically filled.
SO NOW, EVERY TIME, DAY OR NIGHT, WHEN SHE COMES BACK INSIDE, SHE HAS TO CHECK HER FOOD BOWL.
Happy the dog: I have connected the dots.
Us humans: YOU HAVEN'T CONNECTED SHIT!
Happy: I've connected them.
So now we refer to feeding the dog as "completing the ritual".
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Apparently it's National Dog Day? I have a dog!
This is her chest scritch face. It's not motion blurred, she just holds her mouth open like that for the scritches.
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Puppy days are almost over. I love them so much. I hope they're the best lil babies for their new owners. Going to miss them!
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[ID: a photo of a brown puppy curled up on a couch, resting next to a pillow and a quilt. She has a small toy teddy bear resting beside her. The puppy is a Whoodle - half wheaten terrier and half poodle. End ID]
marshmallow is soooooo baby 😭❤️
#wheaten terrier#poodle#whoodle#wheaten terriers#dogs#animals#mine#puppies!#she's so perfect 😭#i mean. she likes 2 bite me. but still#my animals
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Ma’am, we require a picture of the Saluki pup 🙏
I do not have any photos to share sadly, the litter is planned for the spring so the pups aren't even conceived yet! But as soon as I can, IF I end up getting one, photos shall be provided!
#salukis#puppies!#still need to iron out the details and make sure its all gonna work out#but I'm really hoping it does
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How about some puppies to ease your heartache?
@sams-fluffadise I am truly in fluffadise!!! Look at those babies! Thank you so much for bringing them to my attention 😍
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Bono looking at Edge even back in the day is sweet. Puppy love.
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