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Refused to give her her toy so she found something else.
The puptard grew so much.
I have never had such a toy obsessed, vocal dog.
That bandana didn't live long before she shred it
Found this one among my wip files. Always meant to edit out that leash but never gotten around to it until recently.
Returning to this blog still feels strange.
He would have turned 16 in November 5th.
While I'd never even consider giving up Kaia I'd give anything to just chill on the floor with the floof one last time.
The puptard is a great dog on her own but I miss the way things just worked with the old fella. I barely even needed to give him any verbal cues, things just worked automatically.
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Been trying to take some actual photos of Kaia today and found this still left in my camera.
This was recorded a few days before he had to be put down. Even while deathly ill he still enjoyed just chilling on the floor with me.
The first day with this lanky baby went pretty well. She kept her makeshift kennel clean (woke me up at 5am and actually did her business outside, settled down after just a few minutes of complaining when I put her back in so I could actually get a few hours of sleep) already sits quite nicely, leash walking works pretty okay so far too, only had one accident indoors all day, got over her fear of cats, gets along great with Sadie and now is being all quiet back in her “kennel”.
She does these little “boofs” when someone’s walking past the house already. And she loves to steal my shoes. We definitely got a lot of workk ahead.
I just gotta keep from comparing her to Benji, especially as she seems to learn just as fast as he did.
And old friend of mine commissioned another old friend of mine, whom I lost contact to for years, to draw this image of my boy.
She totally got his friendly face down.
Meet Kaia (who has to sleep in an old bunny cage because she isn’t house trained yet and to keep her safe from chewing on things she isn’t supposed to)
Excuse the crappy pictures, it’s 3am and we just got settled after hours on the road
I am house/dogsitting for two different households for this entire week.
One is my neighbor’s place with their elderly dog and a “special” cat and the other is down the road where there’s two chickens, two cats and two dogs waiting for me. One of those is a four legged vacuum and the other is a constantly ill senior, currently on antibiotics which I have to make sure to not forget about.
I’ve been up since 6 in the morning, deep cleaning an entire kitchen, watering two backyards, walking four dogs in three seperate walks and it’s not even 1pm yet.
I’m feeling accomplished and really, really tired.
There’s now a Benji shelf in my bedroom, complete with a plush floof.
I customized it (it used to be all white) so it’s a one of a kind thing, just like him.
Also got several drawings/portraits other people drew of him framed and up on the walls.
It’s still heartbreaking to come home to an empty place.
Too many people have the ‘it wont happen to me’ mentality when it comes to their dogs, and effectively completely disregard their safety and it hurts my soul 😭 especially when people we know have lost their dogs in these ways which is super disrespectful imo. We don’t have to learn from our own heartbreaking experiences if we listen to others.
- Secure bags that have contained foods/containers they can stick their head in.
- Safely restrain your dogs in the car (via crash tested harness or a strong crate. Do not use wire kennels as they will bend and can easily impale your animal).
- Stop knowingly letting your dogs eat things that make the general population of dogs sick, on a regular basis (dark chocolate, raisins, acorns, cooked bones etc)
- Be aware and educate yourself on pet CPR.
- Don’t let your dog off leash near a busy road if it will not recall in certain circumstances. Find a safer area.
- Be more aware to your surroundings in general when your dog is off leash.
No need to be paranoid, but take notice. Ive had neighbours throw chicken into my yard that i had no idea was poisoned or not. Ive had aggressive dogs i didnt notice charge after us.
Part of pet ownership is realizing youre responsible for their life. They can trust no one but you to make sure that theyre safe.
Right reblogging to add something someone in the notes said,
Dont let your dogs play with sticks. They can literally kill themselves (you can google and find several cases). Bring a toy! Have risk free play times ❤
Some of yall are gonna b like ehr me gerd im not allowed 2 do anythin but these are such basic things honestly, that can save your dogs life. Same goes for not playing fetch with rocks (yes ppl do this). Had a family members dog suffocate on a rock during fetch ‘she had been doing it for 5 years and nothing happened’ and then she was dead. No turning back.
On Thursday I had to have my best friend put to rest.
The samples did come back negative and so he was put on medication to fight the infection, things seemed okay, no cancer.
But even with medication he did not improve and after a few days his condition got worse.
This time his vet, who had known him from the beginning, was back from vacation, she found that his liver was massively enlarged and about to fail completely. So I decided to let him go. I didn’t want him to suffer any more, the liver was starting to mess with his other organs and even started to hinder his breathing.
It was hard for everyone involved. His vet lost one of her favourite patients and I lost my companion of almost 16 years.
He went peacefully though. After the first shot of morphine we spent his final moments on his favourite blanket on the clinic floor.
It feels strange being without a dog. I still stop and turn to talk to him when I walk past any of the places where his beds used to be. My mind still tells me to prepare his pills first thing in the morning.