#save the doggo

[talesofsonicasura]

To Save A DogDay

I couldn't help but write this after seeing the constant dedication of saving the giant toy doggo. So here's something to assist you guys in the effort. I've done some research(even though Google was being an ass) and took a look at this particular post by @dafloof

First off, DogDay is surprisingly big despite being cut in half. If I have to compare his size then think of those giant plushies you win from a theme park or carnival game. Thus the only possible carry for the average person to safely escort him is bridal or hanging off like a koala on the side due to the grab pack. He might be able to shrink himself to a more manageable size if DogDay is similar to CatNap in body structure.

Although that doesn't mean the task is impossible outside of adrenaline. DogDay may be big you got to think about his possible weight. Bigger Bodies are still toys with the Smiling Critters being plushies. How much of him is stuffing and not organs?

The necessary body parts for him to still be alive are the lungs, heart, brain, stomach, and some sort of skeletal structure. Here's a weight chart for the average human. (Although these might be smaller if harvested back as a child than an adult.)

Stomach: 2-4 pounds/lbs

Brain- 2.5 pounds/lbs

Heart- 0.25 pounds/lbs

Lungs- 1.8 pounds/lbs

Human Skeleton- 15-25 pounds/lbs

Average weight here 21.05 - 31.05 lbs. His arm bones might be reinforced similar to the Prototype but they still wouldn't be that heavy. For carrying in your arms, 35- 55 lbs is what the the untrained person can hold. Body weight contributes to how much someone can carry with a 139 lbs untrained woman being able to deadlift around 74 lbs. For men it is 125 lbs for 148 lbs.

Adrenaline can help contribute to this as there have been feats done by people in dangerous situations. One example being a human mother fighting off a polar bear to protect her kids or someone moving a car by themselves to get free. We can do insane things when it comes to survival.

There's also the mental side to this. Our brains actually diminish the perception of how strong we are by 40%. If you carry something you love or cherish like a person, then they can weigh less just from that viewpoint. Sometimes thinking like the Little Engine That Could will make a difference.

Now I am not forgetting the dangerous little critters. There are ways to deal with them and have enough time to bring DogDay along. In his cell, there are two ports they can crawl out of. Blocking these whether by flares or stuffing them with nearby items can do the trick.

Second is bribery. We aren't restricted to the environment like in the game and throughout the facility there are intact vending machines. The toys obviously need to eat but seem unable get into the machines. YOU CAN.

Break the glass and stockpile as much snacks as possible. Finding bags or boxes to carry them wouldn't be hard. Offer these to the little Critters in exchange for DogDay. You can open one bag for further incentive as the chance to get a special treat is something no one will be able to resist.

DogDay might be able to drag himself so breaking the chains with the Grab Pack or a different tool is possible. They are probably rusty thus easier to break. It will obviously hurt for DogDay to drag his body so stealing something like a cushion from CatNap's hideyhole could ease the pain.

Should that not be the case then other options are available. Considering Playcare is a fun house, you might be able to find scooterboards or a platform cart to carry him. If not then a makeshift sled to pull DogDay about is the next best move.

Now there's actually another escape route. A duck ride that you couldn't access in the game due to bugs. I think Mob was planning for a chase down there as it is fully fleshed out with puzzles and an environment.

DogDay can hold onto the boat while you solve the puzzles to get out. For those who hadn't chosen bribery then flares will keep pursuing Little Critters away. Maybe set a fire as you escape since there's plenty of items to make a molotov cocktail if crafty enough.

I suggest finding some walkie talkies as someone needs to look after DogDay. The area under the statue can be a possible safe spot but being able to contact Kissy Missy and Poppy will better the chances of his recovery than just survival. Both know the factory's inner works enough to remain hidden so they might know where to find supplies. A possible ally with valuable info can sway them to help.

There is also the option of coming back to Playcare. DogDay might still be alive as you can hear his muffled cries during the chase. He might be worse for wear due to the little menaces piloting him like a bootleg Megazord. Walkie talkies can help you page Kissy Missy to help with escorting the Bigger Body safely.

It is possible to save DogDay if you are smart or crafty enough to use the environment. The factory offers a lot of potential options to help with that. Do know that you can turn a simple water gun into a flamethrower.

Why follow the rules of the game when there are ways to break them?

[ruubesz-draws]

NNNOOOOOOOO LET HIM GOOOO!!!! (I used Final Wars Goji cos he's cool)

(Original painting by William Strutt)

[its-elioo]

I CAVED IN 🗣️

Never expected to make a Poppy Playtime OC but here we are! This is Celine, Ci for short! Prefers to express her emotions through actions, too tired to give a damn, very caring (literary the mom friend)

I call this the uhh... "Operation: Staying Alive" AU??

Basically, Ci adopts three living toys and officially becomes a parent :>

Screw the cannon, Dogday joins the girl squad! He is safe and all patched up 👏🏻

Their relationships are purely platonic so please no shipping.

Bonus:

[hometoursandotherstuff]

[wishingstarinajar]

Stay positive~!

(Even if someone keeps singing the same song over and over and over and over and over and over and ov-)

Nattie belongs to @stankychee and Peter to me

[dankodoodles]

*crashes face-first into my phone to read the last chapter of Firefight*

I have never drawn something SO FAST in response to something as amazing as the Firefight fic

In all seriousness @remedyturtles, you have given me emotional damage to the best degree :,D thank you for the beautiful ending (no spoilers)

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I'm just putting this out there (I'm not exactly great at explanations, but hear me out) - the last chapter in Leo's POV really made it come full circle. Without spoiling things, I kinda resonated with him? I mean, ha, I wasn't beat around by a blood-thirsty, pink bubblegum warlord and came out with insane amounts of trauma... But with how he struggled and verbalised it as not being sure how to ask for help and was internally conflicted on how and why he deserves help?? Yeah, that got me in the feels badly.

Personally, reading these types of fics can be triggering for me, but I pushed through because of how GOOD this story is. All I can say is thank you again Rem. For creating and sharing with us an amazing AU and fic!

[doggolol]

HE ALMOST SURRENDERS TO THE KISS

HE WAS SUPPOSED TO SURRENDER TO THE KISS

IM SOBBING

[inkprovised]

I was sketching when my graphic tablet died on me...

[happydogs-rescue]

Once strays are now big friends. I guess it makes their lives safer here than out there sleeping in trenches and getting severe injuries.

[mclaricepoetry-art]

[dellic]

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[pumpkin-the-girlie-girl-vixen]

The Poodle That Saved Me

How Rescuing Chewy, My Poodle…Saved My Life

Life has a way of surprising us when we least expect it. Sometimes, it sends us a hero in the shape of a furry friend. For me, that hero is Chewy, a sweet poodle who not only needed saving from a life of abuse but also became my lifeline during my darkest moments. Our journey together is a testament to the transformative power of love, resilience, and the bond that can exist between humans and animals.

The decision to rescue

My path to Chewy began when I reached a breaking point in my own life. I was battling a swirling storm of despair, anxiety, and depression, feeling both lost and alone in a world that seemed too heavy to navigate. It was during this tumultuous time that I decided to channel my energy into helping others, specifically by rescuing a dog in need. The thought of saving a life resonated deeply with me, and I hoped it would bring purpose back to my own.

I stumbled upon a heartbreaking scene, a poodle who had suffered severe abuse at the hands of his previous owners. Chewy’s tale was filled with neglect and mistreatment, but it also spoke of his incredible spirit and resilience. The moment I saw him, I felt an unexplainable connection. I knew I had to help him.

Meeting Chewy

My heart raced with anticipation. As I approached Chewy, I was met with a sight that tugged at my heartstrings—a small, timid poodle with matted fur and fearful eyes. He seemed to shrink back at first, unsure of his surroundings. However, as soon as I knelt down and spoke softly to him, something miraculous happened. Chewy took a tentative step forward, cautiously sniffing my hand before seeking comfort in my embrace. It was in that moment that I realized he was not just a dog, but a kindred spirit.

I brought Chewy home, ready to help him heal from his past. Little did I know, his healing journey would also lead to my own rebirth.

The Healing Process

The first few weeks with Chewy were both rewarding and challenging. He was a sweet, friendly social butterfly by nature, but years of abuse had left him with deep-seated fears. Thunderstorms terrified him, and loud noises sent him scurrying to find a safe space. Despite his past, Chewy was eager to trust again, and every small victory filled my heart with joy. We established a routine that revolved around love, patience, and rebuilding his confidence.

As Chewy began to heal, I found myself blossoming alongside him. His playful spirit was infectious; he was a vibrant soul who loved everyone he met—people, other dogs, and even cats. His boundless energy encouraged me to step outside my comfort zone, to explore the world with him. We spent countless hours and many days on road trips, both short and long. We both equally share the joys of each and every car ride, I love letting him roam new areas the car trips take us to, so pulling over and letting him frolic is rewarding to watch his excitement, especially when we come across other dogs and strangers, he always greets with enthusiasm. Watching him thrive was like witnessing a miracle unfold, and it inspired me to seek my own healing.

A Lifeline in the Darkness

Although Chewy was making significant progress, I was still battling my own demons. There were days when the weight of my struggles felt unbearable, and thoughts of giving up crept in. During those moments of despair, Chewy became my guiding light. He had an uncanny ability to sense when I was struggling, often approaching me with his gentle nudge or a soft whimper. His presence reminded me that I wasn’t alone and that life still held beauty worth fighting for.

One particularly dark night, I found myself spiraling into a pit of hopelessness. As I sat on the floor, overwhelmed by a wave of despair, Chewy curled up beside me, resting his head on my lap. In that quiet moment, I felt an overwhelming rush of love and gratitude for this little creature who had come into my life. His trust in me reignited a spark of hope within me, reminding me that there was still life to live and love to share.

It was a pivotal moment—Chewy's companionship helped me realize that I needed to seek help. I began attending therapy, learning healthier coping mechanisms and finding ways to navigate the challenges I faced. Chewy was by my side through it all, providing comfort and companionship during my healing journey.

Creating a New Purpose

With Chewy’s unwavering support, I learned to embrace life again. love can heal. I shared Chewy’s story with others, hoping to inspire those who may be struggling to consider the power of rescuing a pet in need.

The bond I’ve built with Chewy is indescribable. He has taught me about resilience, trust, and the beauty of second chances. Each day, I strive to honor the love and joy he brings into my life by being the best guardian I can be. Together, we continue to explore the world, making new memories and fostering connections.

Chewy: My Angel

Chewy is more than just a dog; he is my angel. He saved me from the depths of despair and helped me rediscover the light within myself. His sweet disposition and friendly nature remind me daily of the goodness that exists in the world. Chewy has not only overcome his own challenges but has also helped me navigate my own struggles. He is a testament to the incredible bond that can flourish between a human and an animal.

As we continue our journey together, I see the impact we can have on each other's lives. Chewy has helped me embrace the present and find joy in the little things. Every wag of his tail and each cuddle session fuels my spirit and reminds me that life is worth living.

Conclusion

If you’re considering rescuing a dog, I urge you to take that leap of faith. Chewy and I are living proof that love can heal, transform, and save lives. Together, we’ve turned pain into purpose, and our story is a testament to the extraordinary bond between humans and their furry companions. Remember, sometimes the smallest creatures can have the most significant impact, and every act of kindness can create ripples of change that reach far beyond our understanding. Chewy may have come into my life needing rescue, but he ended up saving me in ways I never thought possible.

[benk52]

My prediction for chapter 151.

*Huffs copium*

[mothaus]

He was a military K-9, for fluff shakes. Here he was sitting here being babied by other humans. His ear twitched a bit, his browns landed on someone. Puppy eyes engaged, save him.

[dyingroses]

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