#the best dog

[nookuwa]

loose study

[teatime-athome]

Okami fanart

[lolly-in-a-strange-land]

Taking a break from my regular content to say, please hug your pets for me. I lost Alfie yesterday. It was so quick. He was diagnosed on Friday with an osteosarcoma in his back leg. It was eating his bone in his hind leg. The diagnosis was fatal and couldn't be cured. They could amputate, but it wouldn't extend his life as the cancer most likely would have already spread. I had to make the decision to have Alfie put to sleep. He enjoyed his final weekend. He had McDonald's, a steak dinner and a Sunday roast. Alfie lived a happy life, one full of love, cuddles and gravy bones. I am beyond devastated. I keep hoping he'll walk into the room and that it was all just a nightmare. His bed, toys and favourite food is here, and he's not. I want him back. I'd give anything to have him back, but he's gained his wings and flown over the rainbow bridge. I hope he's OK. I hope the angels treat him well and tell him he's a good boy.

[fourdiagnosesinatrenchcoat]

I only worked until 1:15am tonight! My dog was so patient waiting for his last call. He would have liked to settle down for bed at 9pm but napped on the floor with occasional moans until I was ready to close my computer.

[lissadiane]

I know what you’re thinking.

Melissa! Your dog is a dinosaur-sized shepherd mutt with separation anxiety issues and your boss’ boss is terrified of shepherds! Should you REALLY bring him to work today?

And the answer is yes. Just look at him. He’s an ANGEL. (And the boss’ boss is the one who volunteered him to be a Guinea pig for the vet students today, so this is on her.)

[shatinn]

Fallout 4 - Dogmeat gif 

Dogmeat

[percival-p-pups]

Disturbed from his slumber.

[weedgolem]

I will never see you again

[panda-of-the-trash]

I drew a dog and am putting it in all my mutuals ask box's

AAAAA SUCH A GOOD BOY

[last-day-dreams]

🤍🕊️🖤

13.7.2004-20.2.2023

[canisalbus]

Trying to figure out modern Ludovica.

[thexfridax]

GoFundMe by and (now) for Jamie, who took care of beloved Husky Malamute Sherpa for over 13 years (until Sherpa's passing). It was the best of times 💔 #RIP

Sherpa's main channel: https://www.youtube.com/@Sherpas_vanlife

Sherpa's (and Jamie's) second channel: https://www.youtube.com/@SherpasDay

[zzkassfrzz]

Finished painting my Feral Maji. And here is him on my car for the funnies.

I will stick on his tail once I finish making his flame design pants.

[wolfie-queen-bri]

I'm going through my phone gallery and deleting a lot of stuff because my phone is a 6 year old android and is being wonky, so I get a new phone tomorrow.

Before that though, I found a picture of my dog, who sadly had to be euthanized back in 2011 due to brain damage from puppyhood abuse by some fucker. The damage had always made her have seizures, but it was not often, but when she was about 10-12, it got too frequent to be good for her quality of life.

It was a hard choice, but she went happy. Mom sat on the floor so she could comfortably hold our beautiful girl. Mom was her favorite human and she went with a wagging tail.

She was such a good girl and I miss her horribly.

Our sweet Baby ♡

She was a dalmatian/black lab mix. She wasn't the smartest dog, but she knew how to count.

In order to help her get over her fear of people, each person who came over had to give her a peanut butter dog treat. It didn't take long for her to figure out how to get treats from EVERYONE and she became quite happy to be around people then.

Sorry for rambling, I'm just missing her.

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

Hey now, Let her cook!

[asteroidtroglodyte]

5 years ago, I was in Rehab.

10 years ago, I was watching my Potential and Opportunities dissolve and evaporate in an ocean of cheap gin and expensive whiskey.

But 5 years ago, I was in Rehab.

One of the exercises they had us perform was to imagine ourselves happy, 5 years in the future.

Many of us in that room had forgotten how to imagine nice things happening to them. A few snorted (well, I snorted), finding the notion that we’d even still be around in 5 years grimly humorous.

For about half of us, it was the last stop on the way down.

But I indulged the therapist. I was there, after all, because I did not want to die. So, I imagined myself, 5 years hence.

Happy.

It came to me all at once; an artistic remix on Norman Rockwell’s Freedom From Want, reframed with myself placing food at the table.

Sunday Dinner At My Place, I answered, when it came my turn to share my fantasy. I was asked what food I imagined eating.

It’s not the meal itself, I said, it’s the implications framed around it. Sunday Dinner At My Place means that I have a Place. It means that I have Family that will actually speak to me and friends who actually want to see me. It means money enough not just to feed myself but others too. It means having the time to spare to take the time preparing the meal.

A lot of nodding heads all around me. A struck chord. Many people with no Place, in that place. Nowhere that would lament their leaving.

5 years hence, as I lay down to sleep in my Home, with my Wife and my Son, surrounded by my Art and my Flowers, I reflect.

It was a long road. It was hard. We lost people. So many people. There were long days and long nights and hospital stays. Angry arguments with ghosts. I changed, in ways I never hoped for, or expected. Good ways, finally, for once. Slowly, against the backdrop of a world in chaos, I found my mind.

Sometimes, My Wife wondered aloud, what she did to deserve me. After some stumbling with my feelings, I eventually settled on an answer.

I’m a Rescue.

She gave me a Home.

And, so, I gave her a Family.

It seemed fair

This Sunday, my folks, which whom I have not had a shouting match in years, will come over for dinner. We will cook and eat together. My Friend became My Wife, and she took a piece of me and with it she made Our Son. There will be many hugs, and no violence. Good Things Happened.

I don’t know who needs to hear this, but you don’t know what the future holds.

don’t give up yet, ok?

It could get good, even.