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Can you help ya girl out with some hypoallergenic puppies? I really want a dog😔
Well i could go with all the poodle crosses, but i assume you know about them. So i will go with some different breeds, but don’t forget about the poodles! :)
This fluffy guy is a tibetan terrier, he may not shed a lot but his grooming takes a lot of time and care.
This is a Maltese terrier.
The popular breed which is the schnauzer, they also have a hypoallergenic coat.
Here’s a basenji, a highly intelligent dog with a very easy coat to keep and hypoallergenic.
Finally, this is the Border terrier. Their wiry coats mean they are hypoallergenic with minimal shedding :)
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This adorable little fluffball is Gizzy! Submission from @psycoconaut
Love Will Set You Free
Solar Memory by Olivia Curry
Let your energy say what your words can’t.
What does this proud mare see across so much desolate land?
She sees back to the wild drinkers of wind; the magic born of clouds and sand.
She sees her children and her children’s children,
the desert’s flowers; untouched by men.
She sees the delicate head shaped by God’s hand,
flared nostrils and flagged tail; a special brand.
She sees the swift and brave conquer,
the proud and and showy saunter.
She sees the blood of her mother’s mother; flowing thick and loyal and true,
through the veins of a dainty foal, who knows everything she knew.
She sees wild storms of rage and dust,
creatures cower and cry, she stands strong; nonplussed.
She sees bright eyes of intelligence and trust,
built for endurance, an insatiable wanderlust.
She sees on wings of gathering dusk,
the inherent savor of camels and carpets and musk.
She sees bands of quiet mares, pacing in the moonlight,
hooves so soft and silent; giving night owls a fright.
She sees ears; perked with caution,
predatory movements, long legs strangers to exhaustion.
She sees the desert sun; a burning hand it doesn’t lack,
caressing glittering coats of chestnut, bay, gray, black.
She sees the flaming dawn of her birth and her home,
the place of her ancestors, her children, a place all her own.
She sees the freedom of sand and sun and sky,
freedom to roam and run and breath and fly.
She sees the peril of a land so torn by war and pride,
but stands loyal by her home and at her master’s side.
She sees the gentle touch of wise and caring men,
soft coats accepting, patient through man’s violent sin.
She sees the windswept mane of a filly carved from sand,
and knows her kind will never leave this harsh but beautiful land.
I lie still on hot sand, and look at the sky, I try to cry out but my throat is too dry, So I whisper to the desert in a very weak tone, “Do you love me, my dear? I feel so alone.” A hot wind blows above me, covering me with sand, And in the howling wind, on this blistering land, A voice answers back, so low, but so clear, “Of course I do love you, my love is sincere. It is for your presence that I truly lust, It won’t be long before you bones turn to dust, And mix with my sands to remain here forever, And we will never part, not now not ever.”
Desert Love (via sergeant-sassy11-blog)