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Don't mind me, just barking at cars with my head stuck out the window :3
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where is my tail Where Is My Tail WHERE IS MY TAIL WHERE IS-
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The urge to just crawl around in a circle a few times before flopping down for a nap
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When you don't know if your therianthropy is spiritual or psychological or both but you definitely know that even though your trying to be a good dog in this life, you likely weren't always in your past life which led to you being thrown out and forced to fend for yourself which only made you more of a bad dog out of fear
(I didn't mean to bite them, I just got scared)
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The non-sexual urge to be trained like the dog I am>>>>
Like, yes, tell me to sit and give me a treat when I obey. Teach me how to roll over and shake. Give me head pats and praise and more treats everytime I perform a trick correctly.
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Having a crush on someone but not in the sense of romantically liking them but in the sense of being a doggy and wanting them to be your owner
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Younger me: surely I'm not a therian
Also me: howling at the moon, wearing dog collars, eating out of dog bowls, insisting I was a dog numerous times, sticking my head out the windows when in a car, barking, chew toys, literally sleeping in a dog bed, phantom limbs, obsession with wearing tails and ears, running around on all fours, never feeling quite human/never relating to human experiences, desperately wanting a muzzle, asking people to call me "puppy" or "paws", getting overjoyed when people tell me I seemed dog like, drawing paws on my palms, always saying I didn't feel human and didn't know if I was
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When your therianthropy is connected to your kemonomimi and ur kemonomimi is connected to your fursona but ur fursona, therianthropy, and kemonomimi are also separate all at the same time so now you have no idea how to explain it to people who ask cuz it makes sense to you but not to others who don't experience what you experience
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How nice of you to remove my muzzle :3
Bites you
Bites you
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Bites you
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The urge to just start barking whenever excited is overwhelming
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People always say that "therians know they are humans"
No I don't.
I am dog.
I am a doberman.
I am a beloved family pet and guard dog who had a biting problem. I bit too many times and was thrown out, a stray left to fend for myself.
I am not human, I merely learned to mimic one since I was forced into this body.
I am dog.
I became violent out of fear and remained that way out of necessity.
As a newly made stray, my life depended on it.
Regardless, I am still a loving puppy. I still want to play and be given pets and be loyal to my owners and eat scraps off the table and protect them from intruders.
I still have the loving puppy in me even if I grew into a scary dog.
I am a doberman. I am not human, I never was, and I was never meant to be. I am dog. I am puppy. Woof woof.
I know what I am and I am dog.
I don't know if it's psychological or spiritual, I don't know if this is my first trip here or if I've walked this earth before, I know I am different, though. My soul is dog and therefore I am dog. I have been dog since before I was born and I remain that way now.
I am no human. I do not like being called one and I do not know I am one. I am dog. I am a doberman with cropped ears but long tail, I have sharp teeth and bite over any strong emotion, it was cute when I was a puppy but I am a dog now and now it is scary. I bit my owner and was thrown out. I am dog.
I am dog.
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