#i made him into a doggy

[puppyverse]

idk anymore

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

Vincent Price

Tower of London (1939)

[wildtornado-o]

Flairmidable redeisgn I did for fun! I like his cannon design but it feels a little blank to me lol

Kept his thigh high boots those are like, a staple to me. Also kept his fluffier hair bcs I think its cute and works well with the dog theme

[terrierfan123]

Little baby has chronic paw irritation, vet couldn't rule anything out or determine cause. Anyone else have elderly doggy with similar problem and know how to treat it?

[gh0stlain]

something something hermits

[drawnecromancy]

This blog is, originally, an art blog, so.

Here's a doctor, a witch, and their wolf, meeting an ancient dragon who may or may not be the origin of the forest's curse.

[thorinkingoferebor]

[bucket-of-amethyst]

Your dog pixlriffs (pixlruffs lol) art is so cute the only problem is that I see that he’s wearing a shirt and all I can think of is the “if a dog wore a shirt would it look like this or this” meme

NAURRR I JUST WANTED SOME COLOR IN HIS DESIGNNNN SDGGDFSLDKJSDSDGKLJSD

[thumpersdae]

im bringing these back thease 2 year old designs, because ive been workign on an updated version of these, and decided i still liked the originals. i drew these in the break after Glenn's Trial, so i had no idea what was coming for these boys.

[appatary8523]

Nolan's name (Nolan) and mine (my IRL name) start with "N", he was obviously made for me

[minecraftdog]

I just had my first talk with my promotor and it was ok but I'm so so so stressed that I'm not going to be able to write the engineering paper /:

It theoretically should be fine but I was never the best student so I'm worried I'm too stupid and something is going to go wrong

oughhhhh 🫂🫂🫂 sending hugs

my thesis supervisor said that if he whips out articles in four hours at night sends them for review in the morning I also can do this in a few months. it's not an impossible taks, people do it all the time, so many people already passed your course, I bet, and there probably was so many less prepared than you. and they did it, so you can too.

also another advice is just start writing, read articles or whatever your ref is and write as you go. you can go back to editing later but you are already moving forward.

the attitude of your promotor is so important because being able to ask questions and ask for help is crucial. so I really hope your person is not an asshole, because then it can be hell

and you are not stupid. you think your own way, so write what interests you, what you do understand, what you want to present to the world. it's your thesis. you will probably get so many annoying things to change and fix but don't worry about it now, it's a later problem, just try and go

I hope I can be any help and good luck!!! we can do this <3

[ilovemesomevincentprice]

His smirk. 😍

Vincent Price - Tower of London (1939)

[fingertipsmp3]

I feel like I’ve lived through at least a month just in the past 3 days. I checked the date just now and damn near had an out of body experience when I realised Monday was only two days ago

[cerbreus]

My new years resolution is to hold my wonderful partner in so many beautiful places and kiss him at so many gorgeous sunsets I think 🫡

[dragonlord-emrys]

Hi, it’s the doggie anon! Thank you for such a kind, generous answer 🥺

I’m working on a (highly scientific) theory that every dog has a personality that matches with a character from Winnie the Pooh, and mine was a Piglet all the way: small, sweet, gentle, affectionate, loyal, and very timid around anything or anyone new (also cutely round in the torso and skinny in the legs).

She was meant to be my mom’s dog, but she sort of picked me instead, although she loved everyone in my family. There was and is something really precious about that to me, being chosen. I’ve never been anyone’s favorite, except hers.

At first she slept in my parents’ room, but after they went to bed she kept sneaking out through the dog door and coming around to the sliding glass door in the kitchen, where I’d hear the tap-tapping of her little nails politely asking me to let her in. She started sleeping in my room after that. She was my buddy and I got so used to hearing the pitter-patter of her little feet following me around the house that I think I took it for granted sometimes.

One of her funniest habits when she was younger was doing these loud, high-pitched shrieks of excitement when we came home from being out. She was so happy to have her family back home again. (She also did this when my dad played the harmonica.) Another funny habit of hers was jumping onto a kitchen chair, and from there onto the table, and helping herself to any food or crumbs she found there. I still remember that image, walking into the kitchen to find a small, suddenly guilty-looking poodle on the middle of the table, licking a plate. She was a silly girl, but such a good one.

Thank you again for inviting me to talk about my dog. If you feel up to it, I would so love to hear about yours too 🌼 Hugs!!

Thank you for sending such a kind message in the first place 💕 And I love hearing about your dog! She sounds like such a sweet and fun little lady! 🥰🥰🥰

Oh yesss, being chosen by a pet is a hundred times more valuable even than being chosen by a human. A feeling better than winning the lottery. Hehehe, the cheek of her to wait until everyone was asleep to sneak out <33

(I know exactly what you mean about missing those little tip-taps of claws on the floor. My dog developed separation anxiety as he got older, so I was being followed around constantly. It's very strange now. And the nights have become eerily quiet. Where's the snuffling and the snoring 😔)

Hahaha, that's so adorable that she shrieked when your dad played the harmonica! Do you think she was happy about the music, complaining about the noise, or trying to join in? 😂

I adore your theory about dog personalities. But I'm afraid I can't really place mine ? Probably because my knowledge of Winnie the Pooh characters is lacking. Maybe you can do a remote diagnosis :D

My little Benny was full of mischief. His first act of deception? Transformation! When we got him as a puppy, he was pitch black with brown paws. One year later he'd turned silver grey with light beige paws. No one wanted to believe that it was the same dog. Absolute rascal!

We always teased him for being a little drama queen. He hated water. When it drizzled he would take two steps outside, do an immediate u-turn and try to get back into the house. No matter how urgently he had to pee, it could wait. And I told him, after he had braved the rain, what a poor little guy he was for getting wet and toweled him off especially well, which he relished in. He loved getting pampered.

He had the soggiest, wettest poor-little-meow-meow look on his face when he had a tiny little boo boo or had to endure something that made him uncomfortable, but whenever he had an actual reason to be mopey, illness or injury or post-operation, he was really brave and would bear it exceptionally well. No massive soggy eyes. (These last few days of his especially he was so brave and strong <3)

Normally, he wasn't the brightest cookie in the jar, but he could be really cunning when it came to stealing food. Once in the middle of feeding time, he walked to the front door, started barking like mad as though someone had rung the doorbell, so my other dog shot out to the hallway to join him. He quickly stole back into the kitchen and ate all her food. Creating a diversion to trick my other dog to leave her bowl was a feat we hadn't thought him capable of, but clearly we underestimated his intelligence.

Another time he stole my greatest culinary creation, a waffle tower (several waffles stacked on top of each other with layers of jam in between). I left it on the coffee table, walked away for 20 seconds, came back and the entire massive thing was gone. Only thing left was Benny, gulping down the last bits of waffle like he was a snake trying to unhinge its jaw to eat a cow. He definitely knew to pick his moments of opportunity.

When he was younger, he loved to play with scrunchies, loved to pull them out of our hair when we were lounging with him on the floor. We'd make a big show of telling him off in a silly, exaggerated voice, which only increased his joy of stealing scrunchies and shaking them in his mouth, throwing them in the air and chasing after them.

He had a spot on his forehead right between his eyes that always smelled like powdered sugar. Conveniently also the best spot to dig your nose in cause the fur there was just sooo soft <3

He was such a sweet cuddly dog, inquisitive (to the point of being nosey - he literally had to poke his nose into everything to investigate, probably checking whether it was edible lol), < insatiable, a bit clumsy, loyal and affectionate to boot. He always did a tippy tappy dance with his front paws when he was excited, which happened so very easily.

Aaah, I waffled on and on. If anyone is still reading this, hee thanks. I'm rewarding you with a picture - evidence of mischief caused.

Can you see how utterly innocent he is? It seems the pillow jumped on its own.

[waluigisgaybf]

GOD it fucking sucks I cant even cuddle my doggies or my mom rn :( I want hugs and cuddle piles so bad rn.