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I made this account when I was. like. 15. I am now 22. I like my dog, here is my dog

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We have learned Finnick's DNA FINALLY.

We have waited on his results, and while they may not be fully what we were expecting, we can see where they got those results.

The results are...

32% Australian cattle dog!

We were expecting a bit of this one, but we didn't expect it to be the majority. Given his Compact Build ™️, it's not the most shocking.

31% Border collie!

We expected this to be the biggest result, this being #2 was wild for us.

16% Labrador retriever!

This one was a surprise, we weren't expecting lab in his breed mixes. But his toes do have a special deformation where he would have had webbing, so hey that's where that's from!

12% Australian Shepherd!

Mortifying to me, as it's a dog I'm too familiar with. I was a dog training apprentice, and my first beast was a Aussie. I dislike the breed, but I can agree that he's got a bit in him. I still love the little freak.

9% Siberian husky!

I knew it!! He has quite the curly tail, with the feather duster fluff all over it. This one was more shocking to everyone but me.

This little freak is an absolute mutt, but I'm happy to say he's all ours.

What we expected to see was malinois in the mix, but surprisingly, there's no Mal in sight.

We finally know his results!

Here is him using a bin as a pillow because he can.

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His sister is in her estrus because her old owners never fixed her, and he (even though he's fixed) is a sex pest. So, for the sake of safety and sanity, they get their chastity jammies.

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He has died RIP (JUST KIDDING he ran too fast and it's actually just his sleeping time.)

On another note, one of our posts got flagged for mature content??? He is a dog, I promise you that he isn't a mature content problem. That is just a dog, though he does look slightly phallic at a certain angle and we tell him that frequently.

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My beautiful beast, Finnick, has a lot of big feelings. He's a little guy, so big feelings are hard to contain in his little baby body.

Those big feelings aren't necessarily bad, a lot of them are positive feelings! But they can be too much for him. See shitty example I made:

So how do we combat this problem? What is the solution?

The solution for us is the Big Feelings Cactus.

This ugly little wonder is simply a chew toy, not typically a receptacle for big emotions. But it has transformed into a pacifier, a comfort item, Finn's favorite thing.

He picks this nasty thing up when he's feeling an emotion. When the cat is scratching her post? Cactus. When he's excited to play outside without the cactus? Cactus. When he is hungry? Cactus.

It's the thing that settles him a little bit. It soothes him just enough to walk him through a big feeling.

And to show he loves you, he brings the Cactus to you and places it on you. He will not take it back. He will watch you admire his Cactus, and you must pet him for bringing you the Cactus.

He's such a ridiculous dog, but whatever works for him is the way it must be.

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Finn is a funny beasty. A furry, noisy, crazy beasty. He is beautiful, he is horrible. He is both my favorite thing and my worst nightmare.

Admitting that sometimes the descendants of wolves we keep in our house sometimes get on your nerves doesn't make you a bad dog parent.

Getting mad or frustrated doesn't make you a bad dog parent.

As long as you provide this horrible, wonderful thing all of it's necessities and love it and care for it, that's what makes you a good dog parent.

Your dog is going to frustrate you. You might cry, or mess up, or need to walk away and take a moment. They will test your patience and mess with your head. No dog is perfect. Training never stops.

But at the end of the day, what makes you a good dog parent is continuing to care for this animal. Continuing to love and learn and grow with your dog is what makes you a good dog parent.

Go easy on yourself, you're doing great 💙

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So, the funniest photos of Finn entail his wiggles. Here is some that I haven't posted due to his chaotic energy.

Him, interrupting my casual nap.

Him, desiring nose rubs RIGHT. NOW.

Him, loving The Lore Lodge (he will willingly watch lore lodge and markiplier)

Him. He sees me.

He is glorious. All hail tall beast.

More to come at the request of you.

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Occasionally, Finn is very dog. Run in circles, loves mud, loves toys, tilts his head, very dog esque.

See example:

But on the rare occasion, Finn gets confused. He is often around other animals. Especially cats. He loves cats, as any chaotic dog should. He occasionally thinks he is a cat. This rare phenomenon manifests into the cat trait of sitting and laying on any pillow or scrap of fabric that isn't his bed.

Which is where the next photo comes in

He HAS a bed. He frequently sleeps there, and knows that bed is his. But the pieces of fabric on the floor and pillows strewn about for the cat look too tempting for the cat part of his brain.

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One of my fav Egon traits, he gets excited when someone talks to him even just a little

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Very my dog!

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My boy loves playing with his balls

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We had a sleepover with the in-law's old lab, Java.

We typically limit Finn's interactions with other dogs, since he tends to really want to put them in an area (hearding instinct cause border collie) and other dogs don't tend to like that.

But we got to see his gentle side last night and he was very good (but still will never sit still for a photo

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Deny through the ditches

Defend through the witches

Depose in the back of my dragula

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If you wanted to know where this page stands, it's this <3

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My boy is energetic, as all border collies should be, and it does him well in most cases. See example of getting rewards for being high energy:

But there's a little flaw in his plan to be the fastest and strongest:

He loves kids!

That's not an issue for a normal, everyday dog. Dogs are known to love kids like normal creatures. But Finnick O'dair? Our awfully lovely boy? He LOVES CHILDREN.

He will willingly knock over a young boy. Not even kidding! He willingly knocks over children! Why? Because kids are loud, fun, and clumsy. Finn is also loud, fun, and clumsy. He adores this and would like them to sit on the floor so he may happily stomp on their legs and lick their face to his hearts content.

Most kids don't mind this! Their parents, however, don't like it. Not at all.

Unfortunately, this means he cannot get too close to his favorite creature. And every time we tell him no, it breaks his little sensitive doggy heart.

But he has legit almost fully tackled a 5 year old before because he is too excitable and needs to be separated from kids at all cost.

For now, he must love kids at a distance. Hopefully, with some more training with young adults and teenagers, he can work his way to being around kids again.

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My glorious beast does not feel fulfilled until I have thoroughly pet him.

His favorite pets? Being squished between my hand and the bed.

See example below:

Why this is his favorite? I have no clue. Maybe it's the pressure? The lack of moveability? Dual sided stimulation? I don't even know. But he lives for the moments of the day where he may be compressed

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Dog backstory

We adopted Finnick from a rough situation.

When he was young, he was given to a person I know as a graduation gift. The person didn't really want the dog, as they already had two cats and were planning to move away to college after graduating. So, they gave the puppy to their parents.

They trusted that, since their parents had experience raising dogs, they would care for this small thing as well. Given that the dogs were huskies, I could see where they were coming from.

Unfortunately, the person was wrong. Little Finn was severely neglected, with urine burns all over his lower body and so, so many fleas. He was so nervous that he picked all the fur off of his lower body.

Now, we got him right as he turned 1, and our boy was a WRECK. worms, fleas, burns, allergies, a damaged undercoat due to the hair pulling, and the worst case of CCD I had seen. It was a case where we had to instantly take him to the vet to be cared for, and the little guy didn't have any of his shots.

So, he's almost 2 now, and we've found out a lot of his quirks. He is scared of men, cages, fireplaces, being alone, cars, shadows, other dogs, motility devices, (person's mother had a cane, unsure if she did anything to him) fireplaces, the fan on the microwave, etc.

But he LOVES a few things. Specifically, he loves watching markiplier on the TV.

Our boy, terrified of men, but loves markiplier specifically. Can you blame him?

He is doing a lot better now that he has exercise and a loving home!

But yeah, dog rant, here's Finnick's tragic backstory, and I hope you will enjoy watching him the same way I do!

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He wants to be called pretty

This is his "call me pretty" face

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So my glorious son, the true beast he is, is a border collie mix. Mixed with what? We don't know. All we know is he's half border collie, and that's good enough. But we do speculate!

So he is a high energy, anxiety filled beast who's only thoughts are "food" "water" "fear" and "run really fast."

He is ridiculous and we're working on that anxiety. But a new fear has been unlocked.

Fireplace scary

We have a wood burning stove that sits in the middle of our house (we don't have ac, no heating and cooling system, just stove and window units cause we're in buttfuck nowhere) and it heats the whole little one story shithole we live in.

He refuses to walk past the devil machine (fireplace) when the flames of hell are within (a fire is going)

You have to walk the ridiculous thing past it by gently pushing him by the butt just to get back to the room so he can be dried off from the rain and relax in his bed after a long run.

This morning, our method did NOT work with him. He was too spooked by the slowly dying fire.

I likely have EDS (in the process of getting everything wrong with me diagnosed) and dislocate my joints VERY EASILY. The good news? I also have severe neuropathy so I cannot feel it! I also can easily pop my joints into place again.

So I pick up this 40 pound monstrosity just to get him back to the room, as it is 7 am and I would like to go to bed.

But as I am setting this thing down, my elbows let out a noise I know too well. A sickening sort of pop. That's no good, as I am currently no longer able to hold the dog and drop him onto the floor.

He sticks the landing, 10/10, but it definitely didn't help his nervous pacing.

I manage to get my dominant hand's elbow back in working order, let him through the baby gate, and go into the bathroom to fix the other one.

A few pops later and it's pretty alright, no major chaos with that one either.

Finally, I get back to my bed, and can fall asleep.

A potty break full of chaos and fear and slight humor.

My dog is awful. My dog is ridiculous. He is too silly. I love him with all my heart, that annoying little fuck.

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Misty (feline; full name Mysterious) very begrudgingly tolerating her canine afflicted roommate. Finnick LOVES her. He wants to play with her SO BAD. Unfortunately for him he's socially awkward with all other animals, including other dogs, due to his heartbreaking case of Border Collie (chronic)