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[Breeds] - BAMBOOZLED BY CHOICES - what breed is right for me??
2020.10.18 04:10 telepathic_love[Breeds] - BAMBOOZLED BY CHOICES - what breed is right for me??
Hi, hello, sup!
I have been agonizing over getting my first dog. A little about me. 29. Single. AFAB. Living in California in an ADU in my parent's yard. I've never had my own pet in my adult life. I was diagnosed with multiple sclerosis 3 years ago and it tore apart my life. I'm very depressed, lonely, brain fogged, and fatigued. I have a hard time making decisions due to my fucked up brain, therefore I need your help. Please. Introduction
Will this be your first dog? If not, what experience do you have owning/training dogs?
Yes. This will be my first dog. I adore dogs tho, and have taken every chance I've had to befriend, pet sit, walk, etc. the dogs in my life. I've always wanted a dog, since grade school, but my single mom always said no (understandable). My adult life has always been too chaotic and city for a dog, until now.
A loving, affectionate best friend, a partner in crime, a lap dog. Small-sized and goes everywhere with me (travels well). Helps me have the confidence to leave the house. Comforts me when I am sad. Due to chronic illness and the pandemic (MS medication = immunocompromised), I've been isolated at my parent's house since March. I need a friend. I've been too depressed to work for a while, but when I do work... I'm an artist/illustrator. I work alone in a studio and I would love a studio assistant dog (hangs out and supervises me).
What breeds or types of dogs are you interested in and why?
All three are popular, small, apt friendly dogs Cavalier King Charles - lovebug lap dog amirite? Mini Longhaired Dachshund - partner in crime? Chihuahua - lap dog diva?
What sorts of things would you like to train your dog to do?
The standard obedience bonanza. I already have a dog trainer to work with.
Do you want to compete with your dog in a sport (e.g. agility, obedience, rally) or use your dog for a form of work (e.g. hunting, herding, livestock guarding)? If so, how much experience do you have with this work/sport?
I want my dog to be happy, so I want to try all the sports/work with my dog, and if my dog really loves a sport/work, I'll commit to it. Care Commitments 7) How long do you want to devote to training, playing with, or otherwise interacting with your dog each day? I have all the time. My only commitment right now is getting healthier, happier, and stronger. 8) How long can you exercise your dog each day, on average? What sorts of exercise are you planning to give your dog regularly and does that include using a dog park? Probably an average of 30 minutes to an hour every day. Walking, hiking, playing, the beach? I'm not too keen on dog parks, dog owners in this town are not .... great. We have a large fenced-in field behind our house where the dog can run around off-leash. Puppy daycare is an option too if pandemic permits. 9) How much regular brushing are you willing to do? Are you open to trimming hair, cleaning ears, or doing other grooming at home? If not, would you be willing to pay a professional to do it regularly? I prefer low-moderate maintenance grooming. I can commit to brushing a small dog every day. I am willing to take my dog to a professional groomer regularly. Personal Preferences 10) What size dog are you looking for? 25 lbs. and under 11) How much shedding, barking, and slobber can you handle? I would like the option of living in an apartment with my dog, so I'll take minimal barking and lots of hair and slobber. (low tolerance for barking, high tolerance for slobber and hair) 12) How important is being able to let your dog off-leash in an unfenced area? Fairly important Dog Personality and Behavior 13) Do you want a snuggly dog or one that prefers some personal space? Snuggly! 14) Would you prefer a dog that wants to do its own thing or one that’s more eager-to-please? More eager-to-please 15) How would you prefer your dog to respond to someone knocking on the door or entering your yard? How would you prefer your dog to greet strangers or visitors? I would like a friendly and attentive dog. 16) Are you willing to manage a dog that is aggressive to other dogs? No 17) Are there any other behaviors you can’t deal with or want to avoid? anxiety and hyperactive Lifestyle 18) How often and how long will the dog be left alone? Very rarely. Even before the pandemic, I was either at home, the studio, the grocery store, the post office, and doctor offices. And now I rarely leave the house and I live with my mom. 19) What are the dog-related preferences of other people in the house and what will be their involvement in caring for the dog? My mom has requested no dogs that snore or drool a lot. She will help me with puppy raising and care for the dog in case I go out of town (extremely unlikely) or if I fall ill/am hospitalized. 20) Do you have other pets or are you planning on having other pets? What breed or type of animal are they? I have no other pets, my mom currently has no pets. There are currently no pets in this household. 21) Will the dog be interacting with children regularly? No, and I am never ever having children ever. 22) Do you rent or plan to rent in the future? If applicable, what breed or weight restrictions are on your current lease? I live in my mom's house, which she owns. For the past 11 years of my life, I've lived in apartments in large cities in the US, very far away from California. Unfortunately, pandemic + my chronic illnesses = I am currently incapable of living on my own and must live with my mom, who has lived in California her entire life. So in some sort of near future, I would like to live in a city again, preferably not in California, but I'm considering LA and Oakland. If I moved to a city I would be renting. 23) What city or country do you live in and are you aware of any laws banning certain breeds? I currently live in California, but only because of the pandemic. Unpopular opinion, but I despise California. Have I mentioned California? 24) What is the average temperature of a typical summer and winter day where you live? Summer average is 63* f and winter average is 50* f 25) I would like to get a dog sooner than later, so I'm not interested in rare breeds. Thank you for tolerating my chaos. I am sorry that I am too tired to fix the wacky tense inconsistencies in this post.
2020.09.17 00:29 hopelesslyhopeful_My Dilemma: Friendship or Risk
I posted this at the beginning of the year in other relationship subreddits and the reaction it received spooked me into inaction. I thought, perhaps, poly people would understand a little better. At this time, things have remained much the same on my end. I still harbor feelings for this guy (my sunshine, my muse) and there are times I wonder if it's reciprocated. * Throaway account because I'm a big baby coward. The long of the short of it is that I (28F) have developed major feelings for a close friend of mine (20M) and I don't know what to do. To summarize, he and I met through online gaming just over two years ago and talked on and off, it took about 5-6 months for us to become inseparable. We have a lot in common despite our age difference, similar interests and senses of humor, we're both very creative people and springboard off of each other well. Sometime a year ago (I would say mid spring of 2019 if I had to guess) I realized that I was developing feelings for him. I'm the kind of person who gets crushes easily, so I shrugged it off and went about my business. We still talk constantly, have a lot of fun together and enjoy each other's company. The problem is that it's not going away. If anything, I feel I have more feelings than I did and it really worries me because I don't know what to do. When I was his age (and younger), I was in a similarly age-gapped relationship and the grooming and trauma from that still affects me to this day. One of my biggest fears is that I will hurt him - even if I don't mean to, because I would be devastated at even the thought of hurting him. Maybe that's why I'm so scared of what might happen. I never know if he feels the same. We have nicknames for each other (I call him lovebug and he calls me dear) and we frequently tell each other 'I love you,' but I have always believed him to mean this platonically. I've told my main partner about my it and while she supports me and doesn't think I'm a horrible person, she doesn't know if it will ever work as we are in such different stages of our lives. For so long, I agreed and didn't want to pursue anything. Now? I don't know. It is also long distance and I just...there's so many variables that I don't know how to feel. I want to tell him but so many people have warned against this because of our age gap, distance, my other relationship, so many things. I don't want to lose one of my best friends, but I feel like if I don't take a chance I will always regret it. What do I do?
2020.08.16 20:44 twistedcheshirePotential New Pom In The Home!
So a bit of a background: My partner and I have had a dog pretty much all our lives (35+ years). We lost our most recent about November of last year and haven't had one since. We did get another one (BoxePit mix that is a total lovebug) from a rescue, and now she says that she might have found one for me. It's a Pom! About a year old, and just got fixed/UTD on Vacs. I meet her sometime next week, and am wondering if there is anything I should look for with this breed as I've never had one before. I did look at the AKC standards (even though I'm not really worried about it, as she will be potentially a service dog, but good information to have), but as for what to actually look for is something I'm still struggling with a bit. Any advice?
2020.07.06 22:09 diiqueTrying to be a good parent to my "stepcat" who injured me a few months ago
My partner and I live together with our three cats and one dog. My partner's cat, we'll call him Pinto, is the object of this story. Pinto is really high strung and energetic in a way that lots of younger cats are; I think there's also a bit where my partner got him a year ago as a kitten and didn't have time to socialize him as much as maybe they could have, what with work and all. My cats are significantly older than him and he gets along with them fine; they cuddle and play and have basically adopted him as one of their own (mine are a bonded pair, one of whom lost a litter of kittens, so having him around was a great boon to her as well). My issue is with our relationship. It's really frustrating bc he does damage to things in the house but it's only to my things -- a broken mug that has my scent on it, a hole chewed in an heirloom tapestry. He doesn't touch my partner's things that way. Before we moved in together, he clawed my eyelid open at one point when I bent down in front of him to get something under the coffee table. It's really hard for me to try and bond with him, even when he's being sweet to me, because I almost lost that eye as a result of that and I have a permanent scar. When he gets too close I flinch. I know he's a wonderful boy and he's a total lovebug when he's not amped up, but I just can't bring myself to let him close. Before you say anything, yes, I understand cats don't hold grudges. I understand that anthropomorphizing a cat's emotional responses is unhelpful because they don't think the way we do. I'm asking for advice in this context because I don't know how to love a kitty who nearly blinded me.
2020.04.24 01:23 Thnks4TheMaladyOnly in your fantasies
It was exciting to feel as though he finally had it all. James was a resident physician at the hospital of his dreams in the bustling metropolitan area. He relished the reassuring sounds of heart monitors beeping their promise of isovolumetric contraction and relaxation; of IV drips softly plodding life saving cocktails against nameless, faceless, amorphous organisms touting their peptidoglycan layers into the veins of the afflicted; of the slow rate of ventilation pumping positive pressure 100% O2 into elastic connective tissue sacs across the blood air barrier. These sounds reminded him more of life and of hope than they did of death and sickness. As if his life had been one large puzzle whose picture was obscured by its incompleteness, the frustration of thousands of seemingly unfit pieces had mounted in James over the years. He spent decades wishing and hoping for clarity, for a path forward, for someone or something to lean on beyond his own two weary shoulders. He met Sarah by mere chance. He had all but given up on dating. It had done nothing but interfere with his work, chip away at his self confidence, and numb the romantic side of him that once had roared within like an eternal flame. She entered his life not as a project, not as a burden, not demanding anything of him except that he be himself in the best and worst ways. Who would have thought that a nighttime stroll through the nearby park would introduce him to the love of his life. The coming months were bliss, his work was going well, his love was swelling and multiplying in orders of magnitude he didn't think possible. It wasn't even a comparison between his life now and that of even a year or two back. He was in another echelon of happy. That's what made his funeral so heart-wrenching. "Taken too soon," was the resounding theme throughout the service. The tears shed from his white coated colleagues, his large albeit too distanced family, and most of all of Sarah could have flooded the River Styx; a metaphor that Sarah, an avid fan of mythology, couldn't help but smirk at as she thought it. If it indeed flooded, maybe he'd never cross over and some part of him could continue to exist, could return to her now heavily leadened arms. Sarah moved on. Little by little as the years passed. She never forgot James, she refused to lower her standards for both herself and for the men she would allow to audition for the role of partner. Someone they all lacked that spark, that magic, that way with words, that smile that made James so right for her. She turned to online to carry her through the lonely nights. Seeking validation, sexual gratification, and affection through written - typed - word. It was something she had done for years, with moderate success. It was never easy to find someone that could carry their weight and match her prowess at spinning tales and capturing love and romance, while intermingling with depravity and lust. She and James had a flow about them when they had sexted, a natural, mutual adoration for their partner's style, creativity, and willingness to explore with eachother. One morning, she got an orange envelop alight on the top right corner of her browser. She hadn't posted anything in a day or two and thought this was unusual timing for a random internet perv that could have clicked any other more recent prompt. "Hey Lovebug." Two little words. One technically a compound word, but who was keeping score? Sarah hesitated. Then began typing her measured response. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________So. This one is clearly not explicitly sexual. Yet. It was going to be posted to dirty pen pals but then I realized that it kinda doesn't have the right tone for that audience. I could see this going a couple of ways. First of all, for those of you keeping track at home (all one of you that made it this far) I hope it makes sense that somehow James is not truly dead. Not in the sense that we understand it at least. He never crossed over; all he is now is a consciousness that is capable of sending messages through the web site. He never will again be able to partake in Sarah's life. He'll never know if she's dating again, if she has kids, if work/school is going well, what books she's reading. All he gets are what she shares during their dirty talk. As far as Sarah is concerned, this message may be James - it feels like James- but she can never truly be sure. She never has built strong relationships via the website and so she doesn't share a lot of real details about herself to her partners anymore. She had in the past, but she had been burned by them as they ended up being liars, cheaters, or saving things they had no business owning. James doesn't exactly own up to the fact that he is himself, dead but not gone from her life. Largely because he doesn't want to be the reason she can't move on. So he gets a small piece of her, for the remainder of her life and/or her willingness to continue the sexting narrative, but it'll never be what it once was. He has to hope that she is living out her life fully and look forward to when his inbox pings with another round of smutty romance and depravity from the love he lost. Yes this is a tragedy with a slight optimistic silver lining.
2020.04.07 04:25 BlanchedSlateA little angel in the middle of an heart-wrenchingly personal pandemic.
Tldr; Covid-19 is horrifying and I hope you're all home and well. My new little puppy might actually be an angel, here to bring some light in the middle of unbelievably trying times. -- First of all, this subreddit is incredible and has really helped out with my sweet little pup. A big thank you to all for the advice and experience shared on the platform. My partner and I had been planning on getting a dog once the time was right, and at the beginning of March our living situation fell into place and finally allowed us to go through with it. I suffer from PTSD and knew for a while that a dog would do wonders for my anxiety. Lo and behold, however, a pandemic decided to strike right as our little pup was ready to come home. Even worse, 2 days before she was supposed to arrive, my partner's father, living a country away, was sent to the ICU with severe respiratory distress suddenly after 10 days of mild covid-19 symptoms. With so much fear and uncertainty, it felt like the worst time to concentrate on a puppy. Now yesterday, in a gut-wrenching new development, my partner's grandfather (who was living in the same household as the father) passed away suddenly. We can't even hold a funeral ceremony. If my partner's father makes it out of the ICU, he will learn of this horrible news and will not even have seen his father's body before the cremation. It's been a week since we've had our puppy Mishka. She's a little 1.2 kg Maltipoo. She's 10 weeks old now and I can't describe how difficult it is to be diligent, ever-watchful, and patient when every day is filled with so much pain and fear. Somehow, however, I think she understands. She's calm, she's sweet, she plops her little butt down on the indoor fake-grass pad when we place her and lets her bladder or bowels loose 90% of the time. She doesn't bite (not even when we're playing, she doesn't even destroy toys), and I can count on 2 hands (maybe 3), the amount of pipi accidents she's had on the floor or her bedding. She's loved her crate since day 1 and goes inside to sleep when she's all tired out, and she even brings her toys inside to chew on. When she does cry if we're not paying attention to her while she's in her pen, it lasts all of 5 minutes before she walks over to her crate to sleep. When some days seem hard because she peed on 3 different blankets 3 times in a row, she turns around and reminds us that she can learn and do better. Today, she was in her playpen and suddenly pawed at the wall pointing her little paw towards the grass pad while whining. We picked her out of the pen and placed her on it, and she immediately pooped. It's been 1 week and she's already telling us when she needs to go potty. She's our sweet little beacon of hope in the middle of a situation that seems hopeless. I don't know if my partner's father will recover. I don't know what the future holds. I don't know how we'll stay strong throughout all of this. I just know that, inevitably, our little baby is doing her absolute best and will make us smile every single day, no matter what's going on. The same goes for all of your pups, every single one. We're all trying our best out here. I sincerely hope you're all safe, as well as your families. If you're affected and you have any shortness of breath please contact your hospital immediately. Invest in an oxygen saturation monitor for your home (they're sold on Amazon) for self-monitoring. If you can, please stay home and respect social distancing. Finally, please hug your little lovebugs for me. Nice and tight. Now, more than ever, we must be grateful and appreciate the happiness in our lives. I think everything will be okay. I still have hope. Mimi paying her taxes~
2020.03.18 19:26 L51Love Leo the Lovebug - A plea for help from your fellow redditor
Hey guys, remember Leonidas? He’s the big, sweet foster dog who has been staying with me. Unfortunately, I’m still hugely allergic to him and struggle to breathe when he is in my home. He was in the shelter for over a year, and I desperately do not want to return him. He has made so much progress in his week on the outside, but I am trading my health and sanity to house him, and I should probably stop soon. Any help would be enormously appreciated. Let me tell you about life with Leonidas. Here are some pictures, in case you only came for the dog tax. First, you should all know that I’m not a dog person. I desperately want to be a dog person, but it’s just not in the cards for me, however, if I were not allergic to Leo, I would keep him in a heartbeat. He is such an easy dog to have around. My grumpy partner who never wants more animals to care for, said unprovoked one night, “If you weren’t around, this is totally the kind of dog I would have.” Leo is a chill, relaxed dog. He would be content with two short walks a day (what he is getting now), and a few little play sessions. He likes to follow me around the house, and generally just be around me and what I’m doing. If I’m working from home, he’s sleeping nearby or at my feet. Leo is crate trained and does not fuss about going in or out of his crate. He settles down for the night and is content until I get him in the morning. I love that when I make coffee in the morning, he stays settled down until I walk over to let him out. He’s so polite. Leo is incredibly smart. He learns tricks easily, and relishes challenging play that engages his mind. Lately, we have been playing a game where he tries to catch toys I throw in his mouth. He loves to try to trick me and get me to grab a toy, only to prance away with it. He is a sweet, silly dude. Leo’s biggest challenge is learning to stay calm when he meets new people, but he is learning quickly! I have been teaching him to sit and not use his paws or mouth (he gently mouths, but never bites) to get attention. He is doing really well with this and understands, but sometimes his enthusiasm gets away from him and he will get insistent for a moment. In that case, I crate him until he settles and this works well. Lately, he has learned to lean against you, sit, or maybe boop his nose against you for attention. I find that endearing and haven’t discouraged it. Have I mentioned that Leo mostly wants to lay around the house while I’m home? He’s content to be where I am, whatever that is, and will settle in for a nice chew if he’s antsy. Leo is doing wonderfully walking on a leash! He is learning to heel and is not pulling. We walk about half a mile, twice a day, and he’s content with that and tired by the end, especially if I’ve been making him heel the entire time. Any time I engage his mind with our activities, he rises to the challenge and is then exhausted afterwards. It’s very sweet. Leo’s favorite way to lie around is in a full on sploot. Have you always wanted a sploot dog? This is your dude. Leo comes with a small group of volunteers who have known him a long time and are happy to help with him, from training tips, to talking him out on walks and other outings. These three wonderful people have been so incredibly supportive of his journey. As a group, we have also decided that we will help put him through some training, which would really help to polish off his last rough edges. Leo is at a point now where’s gotten used to routine of being out of the shelter and is has made enormous progress, and but we don’t want to send him to training if he’ll be going back, which would likely cause him to unlearn all of those good lessons. Instead, we are waiting to send him for training until we know he can enter a longer term foster or adoption situation right afterwards. Finally, Leo is not currently good with other dogs. He has had a few friendly encounters, and a few unfriendly encounters. We think he is just dramatically under-socialized in this area and for the immediate time, he should not be in a home with other dogs. He does fine ignoring them on walks, as long as we keep moving past them. Leo is really good with cats, though! I have two cats, and he has learned to be very respectful of them, such that he carefully walks a wide perimeter around them. He occasionally still gets frustrated and barks at them when they’re trying to taunt him, but shuts it down quickly when told no. I do trust him with my cats, and don’t think he would ever hurt them. One actually chased him into a corner and had him whimpering, but he never turned on her, nor attacked back. Leo and I have been practicing social distancing, and I’ve been very stringent with our hygiene. I have two elderly grandparents for whom I am running errands, and I take that duty seriously. I interact with the public rarely on a regular basis, and not at all, now, so if anyone would like to meet him, I’m happy to do so while still employing safe and hygienic practices! I will reiterate my heartfelt plea: If anyone has any room in their heart or their life for this wonderful, sweet friend, please consider helping us out. I fight the panic of not being able to breathe easily several times a day. I am on five times my normal amount of allergy medicine and I am constantly exhausted when I’m around him, from the toll the allergies are taking on my system. Fortunately, when he’s gone for a while, I can breathe fine again, so I do know it’s him and not any kind of sickness. I have had zero fevers, and feel great the second I’m away from him. Returning to the shelter would be devastating for him. I’m trying so hard to avoid this. If you have read this far, thank you for your time. Please think of people in your life who would be a good fit for a lovebug like Leo. Someone with anxiety would be a great fit, because he wants to be near you and does that comforting lean, but anyone with a little patience and love to give would be everything to a dog like him. I promise that any love and time you put into him will be given back a hundred fold. Even with the breathing problems, this has been one of the most rewarding experiences of my life. He is a joy. Edit: I will drive him somewhere further away if it’s truly a good placement, but I would need some assurances first.
2020.02.13 14:08 hereiamtosavetheday_Perfect Illustration of a Well-Executed Boundary
The perfect Boundary doesn't involve anyone else in its execution or consequences - its much more pure. Like breaking up and the US government, the best Boundaries are entirely unilateral. This illustrative snippet was hidden inside a screamingly over-used trope, Always The Last One To Know. Character C is trying to draw Character A into a bad habit. Could be sloth, or over-sharing, or greed... in this example, Lovebug C wants to share addiction. Character A has \accepted* the occasionally toxic character of his partner - it works for them. In general, both have learned how to balance the give-and-take. It works because people are nuanced and ineffable. A deals with C's attempt to deliberately and without consideration entrap him in addiction by* choosing not to engageand moving on. Boundary achieved under field conditions. Even better, Char A gets the figurative Final Word (at least in this scene) which is always satisfying. ++++++++++++++++ The next time they’re assumed to be a couple, it’s spelled out in faintly gothic lettering on the invitation which arrives in the mail announcing Newt and Anathema’s wedding. Aziraphale checks off beef for Crowley and fish for himself on the RSVP and sends it back with a smiley face drawn beside the checked ‘Yes.' Crowley insists they get Aziraphale some new clothes for the occasion. He takes him to a fancy shop full of lofty employees Aziraphale finds slightly terrifying and Crowley commands, with the unbothered grace of an emperor. Crowley picks out a a rather fluffy peach jabot and fills in around it with swift efficiency, then ruthlessly sends Aziraphale into a barely-frosted glass changing booth, saying he’ll be just outside playing some ridiculous game about cupcakes on his mobile phone. Crowley had been especially proud of his invention of mobile phone games: the demonic reasoning positing that people would never get anything done with the promise of formless reward forever at their fingertips. He then promptly became addicted to mobile phone games. When Aziraphale chastened him for it, Crowley had protested, “But I didn’t expect them to be so shiny! Look!” Aziraphale, wisely, had not looked.
Dear lovebug, baby, sweetheart, The relationship has reached a rocky patch ever since I expressed how unhappy I am. Since then, you have made no effort to make me feel appreciated or loved. I constantly feel like an annoyance to you and that I am taken for granted. I know it is in my best interest to end the relationship, as the way you treat me is just who you are and I am deeply unhappy. I keep hoping you will turn around, as you have had long term partners in the past. Surely you treated them with respect and love if you were able to maintain a relationship that long. Despite being in my best interest, I cannot bring myself to break up with you. Your friends, your dog, and your warm presence will be things that I lose. I fear to breakup, as our lives are deeply intertwined and I am afraid of the change that will follow. Aside from that, it is also difficult for me to judge when a good time to break up is. One day I love you with my whole heart and can see a future with you and other days I have few emotions towards you and I see the relationship as short-term. After talking to your friends, I know you like to flirt with other women while you are in a relationship with me. That crushed me. The other night at your apartment, you kept getting long texts from some Audrey woman. That crushed me even more. You often actively ignore me while communicating with our friends or these women. It seems you care more about their lives and conversation with them than you do me. When I bring this up along with the other actions that hurt me, you insist that you love me and really care about me deeply. I can see that you do love and care about me, but only some of the time. It seems like you don't put in the effort to make me feel loved the rest of the time. Despite all this, I cannot bring myself to leave you. I keep remembering the good times we have. I am comfortable in this relationship, as it is familiar to me. I still love you immensely. Yet, I am unhappy and know I need to break up with you. I pray to God to give me strength to leave you. If that isn't meant to be, I pray to change the relationship in some way so I can be happy. With love, Your Girlfriend.
2019.12.25 20:00 wiglessmannequin29 [F4M] Central North Carolina -- Barefoot Sparkalicious Wild Child Hippie seeking activity partner !! -- I'm in the City of Oaks
I am the most introverted type of extrovert fyi I love meeting new people and being social but the comfort of home and introspection beckons thee often I love ice cream, travelling, adventures, art, and a host of other things! I'm an expressive lovebug liberal hippie lady! ** activity partner must be okay with being used as a canvas every now and again ** MUST be a fan of positive out of this world weirdness.... context (I used to live in Austin)
2019.12.25 19:58 wiglessmannequin29 [F4M] Central North Carolina -- Barefoot Sparkalicious Wild Child Hippie seeking activity partner! -- I'm in the City of Oaks
I am the most introverted type of extrovert fyi I love meeting new people and being social but the comfort of home and introspection beckons thee often I love ice cream, travelling, adventures, art, and a host of other things! I'm an expressive lovebug liberal hippie lady! ** activity partner must be okay with being used as a canvas every now and again ** MUST be a fan of positive out of this world weirdness.... context (I used to live in Austin)
Sorry for the delay, moving house AND started a new job! Things finally caught up enough for me to work on these again. --- Your shoes clap against the hard surface of the track. The rhythmic click-clack of your shoes setting a beat with the partner besides you. The sound of your deep breaths are far louder than the faint whisper that is the respiration of the girl beside you. The sunset’s rays glimmer over the water’s surface to paint a glittering and shimmering picture across the red running track as you make your way around it again and again. It’s become a daily ritual between Cleveland and yourself, you both spend all day cooped up in that office. You because you have an entire base to manage, how precisely you ended up working at under CINCPAC is anyone’s guess. But all you know is you’ve traded your big metal ship for a big mahogany desk. It wears at the soul, and both you and your secretary (though she is loathe to admit it herself) want nothing more than to be at sea again. But there is a job to be done, so to that effort you find yourself exercising every evening just to feel alive again to some capacity. “Wanna exercise for a bit?” Your eyes dart over to the Light Cruiser who is smiling at you cheekily, her blond hair whips behind her as she runs, though it is the only part of her that seems to be under any form of strain at present. There is the lightest bead of sweet on her forehead and little else to show this jog has been anything more than a Sunday walk through the park. “I thought… that was what… we were doing already?” you ask between breaths. Feeling as close to death as you’ve been since OCS. The LC grins ever wider, and with a burst of speed she zips past you on the track. You watch as she curves around the bend then starts sprinting down the other side, her arms pumping at her sides as she leaves you in her ‘wake’. You slow down to a stop, staring at her as she makes her way around. She makes good time, easily outpacing any sprint a normal human could pull off, and in the span of about ten seconds she is slowing down to jog in place in front of you. “Having fun?” You ask. “Yep!” she chirps back. … Fucking sadist cruiser you swear to god. Cleveland grins victoriously, looking as Sims as smug… as smug as Sims, your brain is tired. “What’s the matter, commander? Something troubling you?” Yeah that something weighs twelve-k tons and is blonde. Fuck it, it won’t be time for your PT test for another month and a half, so until then you are happy not pretending to be a jarhead. With a groan you fall on your back, the artificial surface of the running track warmed by the summer sun. It’s hot and more than a little uncomfortable, but at this point you would take a bed of nails. Perhaps a bit overdramatic, but you are an officer, it is in the job description for good and ill. The sun is blocked by a figure standing above you, Cleveland’s grin is no longer cheeky. Or present at all really. “You okay?” “Well I can see the light, and I’m fairly sure I see Spruance calling for me.” You make a show of raising your right arm, your hand reaching to take another hand that isn’t quite there. “He’s so handsome and has so many medals on his chest. I think you’d like him.” Cleveland lets out a laugh and grabs your hand, yanking you up with all the ease and grace of a drunken helicopter picking up a stranded seagull. … There was a metaphor in there somewhere, but you let it be forgotten as Cleveland speaks again. “Sorry, ain’t trying to make myself look stronger than I am or anything like that. Just…” Her hands move behind her head as she suddenly looks rather awkwardly towards the sunset. “My boilers are at full blast ya know? I wasn’t meant to be running track, I’m supposed to be thirty some odd knots on the open water.” “And you enjoy torturing me for your own petty amusement.” You finish for her, getting the cruiser to stick her tongue out at you. It does surprise you that Cleveland of all people is telling you about a personal problem, she usually tries to keep all of that locked up to herself. “But yes I empathize, why don’t we take a cruise or something this weekend? On you that is, I have a leave block and I seriously doubt anyone will want to stop Lucky-55 from doing whatever she wants.” The smile you get for that is a good reward, the blush is just a bonus. —- You hold onto the Flag Bridge’s railing with enough force that you are surprised you haven’t bent the metal. Cleveland has apparently received some upgrades, and what would normally be a speedy if calm thirty-two knots has been increased to a strong fifty-five. Which if you were in your car would be a respectable speed on most larger roads without going over the speed limit. That idea goes right out of the window when you are bouncing through the waves next to Majuro like a particularly stubborn lovebug holding onto a speeding Camaro. Cleveland is, of course, having the time of her life, you can tell from both the colossal sound of her foghorn blaring and the general whoops of delight coming over the ship's intercom. “Cleveland if you try to surf that wave I swear to chr-” “I’M SURFING IT!” “Hailmaryfullofgracethelordiswiththeeeeeeeeeeeee! —- You lean back against the tree with a groan, your feet happy to be back on land for the first time in possibly a decade. A hulking mass of steel and freedom is off in the waters in front of you, her name is the USS Cleveland. There is also a Cleveland next to you currently making short work of a coconut, and she is… rather more relaxed now than she has been in several days. With the sound of cracking fiber, she twists the shell hard enough to twist it in two pieces, letting out a pleased chuckle as she hands half of it to you. “I needed that.” You stare down into the coconut, wondering if you will it hard enough using the power of your commission the inside will turn into gin. Alas, you are not flag so you have no such luck. “I can tell, you sure this island is uninhabited?” Cleveland nods her head. “Nothing on any records of people living here, if there are any bloodthirsty native cannibals I can deal with them though.” You give her a sideways glance before taking a bite out of the coconut. You chew it a few times before swallowing it, allowing yourself to relax as you watch the sunset over the ocean waves. “Please do, on my list of ways to die I place ‘overactive cruiser’ over ‘cannibal holocaust’ any day thank you.” Cleveland chuckles and bats you in the arm before setting down beside you. “To us?” Cleveland holds up her half of the coconut in some fruity approximation of a toast. “To us.” Your coconut meets hers, and the cruiser lets out a breath before allowing her head to rest on your shoulder. “Love you.” Your non-coconut filled hand reaches over to pat her on the leg. “Love you too.”
I've still been stewing on this entire situation even though we haven't spoken or seen each other in over a month aside from some texting here and there. I wanted to try and capture my perspective on things and share them with you, but if you don't want that you don't have to read on. I understand your situation and what you've chosen to tell me as reasons for why things are the way they are now. I'm sorry for my attitude and outbursts since you stopped giving me attention. It's out of character for me, as I try to not rely or on or have expectations for most people in my life but I allowed myself to share and open myself to you on a level I normally don't. I know you liked it at the time - I felt comfortable sharing myself with you (a mistake I don't regret) - a long time ago over video games of all places about my existential motivations and insecurities - these aren't things I normally share with people. You shared a lot with me too - stories about your exs for the most part, but a lot of uncomfortable things that you have mentioned you are more open to sharing with others about. So maybe I was everyone else all along for a lot of shit. But I kinda hope I wasn't because I can't really imagine you asking other people for hugs or falling asleep in their arms on break from work. The fact that I could be there for you for that and in general when you needed me made me feel like we had a relationship beyond the superficiality of a normal friendship or a sweaty erotic fantasy. Whether that is/was necessarily romantic is kind of a moot point by now because it turned into one. As much as I "resisted" initially, anyway. From then on, things were mostly the same. We had arguments and disagreements here and there, but we were able to discuss issues and manage our expectations like adults for the most part. All the while making our music every day - letting myself fall when I wouldn't before. A young idiot's second true love - how exciting and romantic in a fucked up, reckless and adulterous way. "Could you love two people at once" - I'm paraphrasing this question you asked me not too long ago. I was like shit it seems like it. But the longer things went on the more legitimate the question became. It was spoken into existence. I began to ask myself about it most critically, foolishly after I lost you (let's not call it anything else). Of course the question hits hardest when the main object of my affection is stonewalling me (even though I asked for it one night like a bumbling idiot in a panic "you can't fire me I quit!"). FYI still working on the answer here. I'm sure some people can swing more than one but I've had some trouble lately. It was a lot easier in the moment to start debating what love itself is and if I am capable of actual love - I'm a punk ass kid whose been in one serious relationship his entire "adult" life. What the fuck do I know anyway? When things got stoney when you got busier it fucked with me a lot. I lost one of the few deeper connections I had with anyone I've ever met, let alone a romantic partner - as unromantic as the entire situation was, I care about you a lot and I always knew you deserved more than what I could give you. I could say that all day but losing you after the fact fucking sucks. I still don't regret it. And I have come to terms with things as they will be. I want to move on with everything. Our friendship will never be the same or what it was which is kinda devastating but I already went through all that. I feel like you're scared to see me (maybe of me at this point idk) and I am sort of scared to see you too, but a big part of me wants to see what would happen anyway. You were all mine. I was the only guy for you. In my useless, tiny chest pocket. Wordsssssss. "I have lost nothing that belongs to me; it was not something of mine that was torn from me, but something that was not in my power has left me." I don't really expect or want anything from you other than for you to be happy. That was what I wanted in the first place, but my own selfish motivations turned shit toxic for me and had me in utter disbelief and volatile insecurity after you turned yourself off to me. I know I said I have to try and forget a couple of weeks ago. It won't work. Our time is etched into my brain forever. If you need someone to talk to or computer help or whatever you know how to reach me. Lovebug
2019.06.24 16:29 layborelaborious23 [M4F] Miss me with your BS; kaway-kaway kung may matitinong ka-hookup ba talaga rito - QC/ Ortigas
Yep, I am issuing a challenge. My Reddit encounters/ ex-prospects have mostly been a mix of people who are overly attached/ possessive/ desperate, too nonchalant about casual sex that they aren’t upfront about their health and relationship statuses, or just plain old mediocre in bed. MISS ME WITH THAT B U L L S H I T. I've made this sorta like a last resort—my ultimatum to Reddit, in hopes that you, reader, interested in my post, can be any different. Me: - I have some muscle definition because I gym regularly (at least every other day), but I also have slight fluff. Samantala, kahit mahaba man ang salitang ipinaaalam ko sa ‘king mga katalik, sinisigurado kong wala ‘yong fluff. - May isa pang mahaba sa ‘kin, actually: my hair. May beard din ako to match. Scruffy, pero tidy raw. Sabi nila, hawig ang vibe ko kay Flynn Ride Hozie Kit Harington (most apt coz he’s also not tall). No, hindi ko po kamukha si Papa Jesus o si Aquaman kahit na kaya kitang paniwalain sa milagro at gawin kang basa sa ibaba, isang wagayway lang ng kamay, ‘pag nagsama tayo sa kama. - Not too tall, indeed. 5’4. Hindi man lang 5’6. Kasi kahit bumbayin ang korte ng aking kilay, nagbibigay ako ng higit-higit pa kaysa sa sinisingil ko. - Yes, I’m a Giver in bed, and you’re my Jonas. The slightest touch of my hands will send you waves of pleasure only getting more vivid every succeeding moment—each brush, stroke, and caress, a sensation etched forever in your memory. - Speaking of Jonas, I can sing like the brothers, have a voice as cool as the brothers. I’ll speak dirty to you and make you a sucker for me. When you look me in the eyes, you’ll be burnin’ up, S.O.S.-in to pull me close, wishin’ you were in chains, wanting to fuck ‘til year 3000, makin’ all your girlfriends with their own lovebugs jealous and feel as if they might as well be kissing strangers. - Kaya kong mag-host minsan. I’m wary of strangers, but if I choose you, it means there’s some level of trust already established. QC at Ortigas ako, at choosy (mostly health-wise) at matigas ako (downstairs). Location’s not as rigid as my dick, however, since I drive. - Kaya ko rin namang ma-ghost minsan (even though I don’t ghost, myself). Hindi ako pushy, and kung ayaw na, tanggap ko. - Kaya ko rin namang magh-OST minsan. I’m not only lookin’ to score women; I’m also lookin’ to score films (in the far future, at least). ;) - Looks-wise, tho, my score’s at least an 8/10. As in I can 8 your pussy for at least 10 hours. Then maybe you can 8 me back for 8 hours dahil 5’4 nga naman ang utangang napag-usapan. - I can for real, tho. I might just need breaks in between rounds. - Nah, I’m shittin’ you. Ang tanging break na kailangan ko ay ‘yang biyak sa pagitan ng hita mo. You: - Being clean is of utmost importance. Kaya mo dapat magpakita ng proof, but it doesn’t have to be solid proof, especially if you can guarantee me that your other partnes are rigorous and responsible in choosing their partners as well. Ang tanging sakit na dapat mayroon ka ay malasakit (para sa kapwa nating Pilipino). - Walang sabit. Even if you’re only casually seeing another guy, as long as you’re seriously considering being in a long-term relationship with him, noli me tangere. Huwag mo akong salingin! Ang gusto ko lang na sabit mo ay ang kamay mo sa balikat ko whenever we make sweet, passionate love (nang nakatayo). - Body type: slightly underweight to slightly overweight. Preferably any weight that won’t remind me of the weight of the choices I make in everyday life. - idc at all about height, skin color, hair length. The thing more important than looks is if you can fuck, and fuckgood. Tamad na ‘ko sa tamad. Despite this post’s title (and maybe feel ??), I’m chillah than a chinchilla. Like, I’m actually not even available tomorrow, but no matter how far in the future we set a date, you can bet your ass I’ll fuck you like there’s no tomorrow. I’m always looking for potential FWBs because I’ve chosen to be single for life. Life is chill, and sex is just a cherry on top (and yours might be the cherry I pop chz). If interested, just DM me here. No chat as much as possible, please! We can do that on Telegram. Above all, have a wonderful week!
2019.01.31 00:54 ahamzinagg[Breeds] Greyhound owner looking for a second dog, what breed?
First post! I have had my first dog, a retired irish greyhound, for some months now and it made me realize even more what I like and don't like about a dog. Main things I realized is that I am able and enjoy to give my dog way more exercise than I anticipated and that I really appreciate having a clean dog. In a few years I'll be able to live together with my partner in a house with a proper yard finally and am already looking into the second dog we'll have then. Here we go! **Introduction** 1) Will this be your first dog? If not, what experience do you have owning/training dogs? * No, my second. I have no experience raising dogs or serious training. My current dog doesn't require much training but I've taught him basic obedience and desensitized his fixation on little dogs through impulse control. I also just read/watch a lot about dog training. 2) Do you have a preference for rescuing a dog vs. going through a [reputable breeder]( http://ownresponsibly.blogspot.com/2011/07/identifying-reputable-breeder.html)? * In my country there are very few shelter dogs, the ones that are there do not fit me at all. Either a dog from a breeder or a specific breed rescue from another country (Spain & Ireland are common) 3) Describe your ideal dog. * An overly affectionate lovebug that is very clean and healthy enough so you can be active/work with him, but has an off switch and has no tendency to be aggressive with people or other dogs. 4) What breeds or types of dogs are you interested in and why? * Sighthounds for their calm demeanor, being very healthy and clean. Dobermans for their velcro personality and eager to please personality. Mastiffs & Great danes for their cuddly and calm personality. 5) What sorts of things would you like to train your dog to do? * Basic obedience (or a naturally well behaving dog) and proper leash manners at the very least. And agility would be fun **Care Commitments** 6) How long do you want to devote to training, playing with, or otherwise interacting with your dog each day? * I'd say all in all active interaction would be 3-4 hours a day, excluding cuddle time 7) How long can you exercise your dog each day, on average? What sorts of exercise are you planning to give your dog regularly and does that include using a dog park? * I walk my dog 2-3 hours a day and take him to a fenced park a few times a week. I'd love to bike with my dog a few times a week and just play around in the yard. 8) How much regular brushing are you willing to do? Are you open to trimming hair, cleaning ears, or doing other grooming at home? If not, would you be willing to pay a professional to do it regularly? * I don't mind grooming at all, but I do mind cleaning up after a dog too much (Big shedders or strong odors). **Personal Preferences** 9) What size dog are you looking for? * The bigger the better. So medium to XL 10) How much shedding, barking, and slobber can you handle? * Very little. I can handle some if it's the right dog and there are ways to keep those things at a minimum. 11) How important is being able to let your dog off-leash in an unfenced area? * Not important **Dog Personality and Behavior** 12) Do you want a snuggly dog or one that prefers some personal space? * Snuggly 13) Would you prefer a dog that wants to do its own thing or one that’s more eager-to-please? * I think something in the middle would be good, but I don't mind a stubborn dog 14) How would you prefer your dog to respond to someone knocking on the door or entering your yard? How would you prefer your dog to greet strangers or visitors? * Barking when the bell rings is no problem, but barking at everyone that walks by is too much. I'd prefer my dog to greet people calmly or not greet them at all. 15) Are you willing to manage a dog that is aggressive to other dogs? * No. 16) Are there any other behaviors you can’t deal with or want to avoid? * Excessive barking or a dog that is too protective **Lifestyle** 17) How often and how long will the dog be left alone? * Worst case scenario 3 days a week for 8 hours. But they'll probably go to my mom while I work and my partner works irregular shifts to he'll be home at times when I am not. 18) What are the dog-related preferences of other people in the house and what will be their involvement in caring for the dog? * Partner will walk the dog, play with him and give it love and attention. I'll do the training and more intense exercise. 19) Do you have other pets or are you planning on having other pets? What breed or type of animal are they? * I currently have a greyhound and would love to add 2 cats in the future. 20) Will the dog be interacting with children regularly? * No, but it should tolerate them well 21) Do you rent or plan to rent in the future? If applicable, what breed or weight restrictions are on your current lease? * No renting, no restrictions 22) What city or country do you live in and are you aware of any laws banning certain breeds? * City in the Netherlands. No bans. 23) What is the average temperature of a typical summer and winter day where you live? * Summer: 19 degrees Celsius, Winter: 3 degrees Celsius **Additional Information and Questions** 24) Please provide any additional information you feel may be relevant. * Maybe I should just get another greyhound. 25) Feel free to ask any questions below.
I’m sorry for what I did to you. I’m sorry for everything I said to you. I regret everything but it’s too late to fix any of it. I’m sorry for ruining our relationship. I’m sorry for breaking you down. You’re an amazing person, you held me together more than I will admit to you or anyone else. You opened me up to more than anyone else, you allowed me to be myself. I wish you the best. I wish you find happiness again. I wish your future partner gives you everything I didn’t. May we bump into each other’s lives in the future. Take care of yourself lil lion. -your lovebug.
I’ll always remember the day we first met. Sitting in my cubicle. I knew a new girl was supposed to start that day. I didn’t really care much but I figured I’d show up to the office and at least be a friendly face. I had no idea how much my life would forever change. Cliché, I know. Sue me? I’d like to say you came in like a storm. That a-HA! moment. That instant you always dreamt about as a child. How you could meet the one, single, perfect being who was made for you. How the world suddenly made sense. But that wouldn’t be the truth. The truth is that you came in like a gentle breeze. When I first laid eyes on you… well aside from the immature ‘Damnnnnnn she’s cute’.. I felt something. The smallest of tugs. But I knew I needed to know more about you. Fast forward a few months… I started coming into the office more and more just to see if I could catch get a glimpse of you. Do I say something? GOD. Why am I so awkward?! Fuck. There’s no way someone like her would ever talk to someone like me… well somewhere between the 100th time of deleting my simple variation of ‘hi’ on skype, I said fuck it. I sent you a message. It took a long time, but I did it. I finally convinced the team to meet for a happy hour for the first time since I started working there. I remember driving to the Brewery and coming up with ways to engage with you. I still didn’t know what it was I was feeling. I just knew I needed to talk to you. Me being my awkward self I thought I screwed everything up. But suddenly it was just the two of us. You ordered another round. That night we lost each other in conversation. When I walked you outside I had to catch myself. I was a little tipsy and I almost kissed you. But I was married…. I can’t just do that. What would you think of me? Would that make me a bad person? The second happy hour we were both looking for each other. We both stayed behind. We both grabbed that second drink. We talked and talked and laughed so much. You shared some secrets with me. I couldn’t believe anyone treated you so poorly in the past. As I saw you drive away my heart hurt so bad. I wanted to hold you and tell you it would all be okay. I was in love. By now we were openly messaging each other on skype any chance we could. We would coordinate days to be at the office together. I was still the same awkward/shy person, but you liked me for reasons unbeknownst to me. You were that cool girl that guys dreamt about but could never have. We were just friends. I had to remind myself we were friends and only friends. On a whim I asked you what you were doing that weekend. My wife was out of town and I’ll admit… I really wanted to know what it was like to talk to you outside of work on a weekend. You had nothing to do either. We watched the NFL playoffs from afar, texting. I drank a little much…. Before I knew it, I asked you what your first impressions of me were. I was terrified. I shouldn’t have been. From here things became a blur as we both released a whirlwind of emotions. We were so over the top in love with each other. But we still tried to hold back. We still didn’t know what it meant. I mean… I was married.. I couldn’t just love someone else like that could I? I know you struggled with it too. When two souls kiss for the first time something magical happens. It is the most primal, raw, yet powerful form of communication two people can ever share. A first kiss tells you so much. It’s not just the meeting of the bodies, but it’s a joining of sorts. Just as a fingerprint is unique to each of us, a kiss is something that cannot be replicated. It is the flowing of one body into another, two minds joining into one, it means so much. The moment we kissed I knew. This was it. You were my one true perfect partner. I found my twin flame. I won’t share the details, but what followed would soon become the happiest two months of my life. Every moment was perfect. Every time we touched it’s like my body entered sensory overload. Every time we talked I felt like I was in a dream. It was perfect. You were so beautiful. Like everything in this world, the good couldn’t last. Soon the stress got to you and for your own sanity you had to stop and cut it off. We were still friends. You were still in love with me. I was still crazy about you. But you couldn’t keep doing it. My heart broke. I still think about you every minute of the day. When I close my eyes I still smell you and feel your touch. I remember every single thing like it was a slow-motion movie. I don’t have a photographic memory… but I remember every last detail of you like it was yesterday. When I dream. It’s always of you. I wish I were exaggerating. But I’ve dreamt of you every night for the past seven months. When I drift off, I see us. I see our kids. Two girls and a boy. The girls are lucky enough to look like their mama. Sadly, the son takes after me, poor guy. Although you would tell me I was way out of your league, I disagreed completely. When I close my eyes, I imagine the life we could have had. Following you to the ends of the earth, encouraging you and watching you grow and pursue your dreams. Loving you each and every day like it was our last. When we pass each other at work I can read you like a book. You can do the same. I see the pain in your eyes. I see the love you have for me. You feel how much I need you. In my heart I know it’s you and it’s always been you. I know that one day we will be together. Whether it happens a week from now, a month, year, or 10 years from now we will find each other again. I will always be your friend. But one day I will be something more. Lovebug, it took me 29 years to find you. Even if it takes me 100 lifetimes I will always find you and love you with every ounce and fiber in me. But until then I will always be there for you in whatever capacity you need me. No matter how much it hurts. Because losing you from all aspects my life would be the worst pain of all. Because you.
2018.09.16 21:01 kigam2Nmom made me handle her finances when i was only nine years old..
So I'm just starting to recognize some of the shitty things my mother did when I was younger. I've been NC for about a month and doing EMDR therapy and this is something I just realized probably isn't a normal thing that happens. Between the ages of nine and sixteen or so, my mom would make me call her various bank accounts to check the balances. She also made me call for the food stamp balance back when she had food stamps. Basically, if we were planning to go into a store, we would make an elaborate list with everything we needed. The reason I'm remembering this is I was just talking about fruit with my partner, and I remembered one time asking my mother if we could afford to buy some Granny Smith apples, my favorites. They were big and juicy and we're great breakfasts when I was alone over the summer. Nmom handed me her card and her cellphone and said "why don't you call and find out?" I had no idea how banks worked or anything. I had to enter the card number multiple times, ask Mom for details, she just sat in the driver's side of the car smiling patiently at me while I struggled with this. Eventually I figured out the balances on her card, relayed then to her, and she sighed. "I'm sorry, lovebug, I don't think that's enough money for those apples." It started becoming a daily ritual where she'd hand me her cards (she had five credit cards, one debit card and one food stamp card) and I'd call into costumer support and ask for balances. I didn't exactly know what they meant or how credit worked or anything but I knew her pin numbers (I still have them memorized) and could keep a steady flow of what was being spent and why in my head. I started apologizing a lot when we'd go and get groceries, even if it was on food stamps. I grew up with a lot of guilt around food. I didn't really connect it with the financial stuff until now. This ended with the rise of online banking and once I finally got my own debit card. My mother had taken out two credit cards in my name at that point (I've sense cancelled one and restored my credit on the other, I have full control of the account). I was around sixteen. But she still would dangle the cost of everything over my head. One time she told me that ringing the doorbell cost $.15 on the electric bill, so I shouldn't let my friends ring the doorbell when they came over, they should just knock. Anyway. That's all for now.
2018.01.09 22:54 c8lou[Fluff] Our super stressed, fear biting rescue
Has decided life is, in fact, okay. Just some light fluff for anyone with a recent rescue - we got this guy almost two months ago, and it has taken about that long for the fear biting to stop. We are experienced and were directly contacted to take him in with a very honest and accurate description of his issues, but that still doesn't make tiptoeing around potential triggers much fun. When we got him, we couldn't touch his collar, ask him to move, take anything from him, or walk by him suddenly without getting lunged at. He was terrified of going for walks, of his crate, of the car, of new people... you get the picture. The work we've done with him is pretty extensive. A lot of our approach was VERY specific to knowing a lot of his background, so I'm not comfortable going into a step-by-step. It is all based in calming signals, applied behaviour concepts, and operant conditioning (namely reward and behaviour extinction). We also get tons of help from our existing dogs, who lead by excellent example. BUT! The point of the post is look at this guy sprawl! He is a total lovebug. We implemented sit-for-please and he'll greet us at the door and then sit down and wiggle his tail and tippy tap his feet just dyyyying for a cuddle reward. We are certainly not all the way there, but he loves walks and hikes now, and in the morning he loves it when my partner pushes him over for belly rubs (which happened for a good ten minutes prior to the picture above). Anyway, moral of the story - even the best, most lovable dogs can bite in the wrong situations, and also those eyes.
2016.08.01 21:57 AnneFrancTippi gets angry that I take my own dog out.
This one has nothing to do with the brain damage, so I'll skip the detailed disclaimer. Last night I called Tippi when I was taking the dog out, because we got some new nosy neighbors a few doors down, and they're clearly tweakers. They kind of creep me out, duh. So I wanted to talk to someone. Fuck me. She missed the call, and today she went off telling me how my SO is a total piece of shit for not being the one to take the dog out at night. Well, he worked a 16 hour day, and he took her out before 6am while I was still asleep. Excuse the hell out of him for not taking her out at 11:30 at night, when he's only been home and off his feet for 20ish minutes, and I took a nap 4 hours prior. He does most nights, since I go out first thing most mornings. But I'd never dream of asking him to do it after a double, especially when I was home all day. She informed me that because I don't live in a great neighborhood, it's fucked up that we're not more traditional, and he must not care if I get raped and murdered, or he'd do what men do, and protect me. Also, it's his fault we live here, because he wasn't ready to move when we found an okay, not great, place last year that we could afford. For background, I'm the only driver. Our current place is directly up the street from the job he was at for years, until recently. Like less than ten minutes on the bus. Yeah, he should have had to commute an hour so she can bitch about a different area she doesn't want us to live in. I know she would, because she lost her shit when I told her where the other place was. In our city, public transit is shitty unless you're within the actual city limits. She wants us to be in the area she lives in, which is nice, but it's not affordable, and transportation is awful. It's not happening. Anyway, the thing that totally makes me crazy about this is that I JUST confided that we'd had a rough few weeks, yesterday. Just because I bitched about him doesn't mean she can say things like that. It's rude, and whether she's my mom or not, she has no right to crap on my partner. It isn't going to make me decide I don't want to be with him, and like I've said in previous posts, I didn't pick him for her. I picked him for me. And another thing, I moved into this apartment without him, and with my previous dog. Yes, we got this dog together, but I moved in here knowing I'd be taking my dog out, and at the time, I was working until 2:30 am most nights. Nowhere I live will ever be good enough for her, and I guess my SO won't be good enough either. She'd have never given my dog a second look, which is weird, because she's a total lovebug, and so happy. Not to be a broken record, but good thing I pick these places/people/pets for me.
Hey guys, I've been playing everyone's favorite robot beetle/lovebug, and while I really like him, I don't quite understand how to play him. My go-to warrior is Muradin, so I do typical tank things - protect my backline, stun, harrass, bodyblock, etc. I feel a little awkward with Anub though - his hp is kinda low and I die easily if I position the same way. I think I get some basics - generally save E for disengage or finishing off enemies after a teamfight is won, use W frequently for the beetle spawn. I see a lot of people saying well he's a bruiser and not a tank, but I'm hoping for more specific advice - he's no Muradin, but he doesn't play at all like Sonya either. 1) So, how do you guys play him if he's the only warrior on your team? 2) What if you have two warriors? What's your job? 3) Mercs - he seems to be good at doing them without trouble, but it's a little slow. Should Anub be doing a lot of mercing with a partner? 4) Any other tips and tidbits. Many thanks!
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