Pets!
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I do not need another dog but I’m in love with this black and copper puppy:
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Why did I promise her to a friend??!? sob
Lil girl, she’s very vocal
Little boy’s eyes aren’t open yet
Lil girl is v chill
Lil wiggly boy, eyes aren’t open yet either.
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My best and most angelic baby
Husband got this while I was still asleep. (She is on top of my legs.)
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Sweet Thyme got into a serious fur-flying fight with Lyra today. It was scary how fierce it was!
I was afraid Thyme was hurt. So despite Thyme HATING being handled, I cornered her to do a quick once over to look for injuries. She was UNHAPPY and made sure the rest of the evening to hiss at me whenever I came around the corner.
I guess she has forgiven me enough so I am still her favorite bed at night, because there she is all curled up around my legs.
(Calypso has a little scratch from where she got involved to try to stop the fight. Thyme lost some fur, but it isn’t noticeable. Lyra is fine.)
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I can’t stop laughing at her silly face
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The fur is murdering us, so I bought this and holy check for a budget friendly grooming kit it works wonders. I even managed to get some of the matting out of Willow’s pantaloons. And I cut down the puppies razor sharp talons with the nail grinder.
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@Cobalt it actually works?? fkin ordered
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@hellfrog It did yea! I haven’t tested the nail grinder on the big dogs yet because I didn’t have assistance and didn’t wanna end up with a broken nose when a paw went flying xD
But it worked pretty well on the puppies.
I will say when brushing out the Pyrenees Pantaloons you need to press the button on the back of the deshedder brush often so it doesn’t clog.
Later today I’ll plug it back in and see if I can record a little demonstration for you.
ETA: Actually in the review section there is a lady brushing a Pom doing exactly what I meant.
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This reminds me I should share a small portion of the damage from Loki’s last trip to the self wash. There were other people there so I was scared to take a wider picture, and one of the employees came in part way through blowing him out to start cleaning, so this is really just what pooled directly around me. So satisfying.
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Samwise, my new bud. He’s two going on terror.
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Here we have two dogs harassing me for my Logan’s yeast rolls.
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that’s stellar dog content, thank you.
I would like to offer a image of my cypurr-punk cats.
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So insomniac and I decided that we wanted to adopt another cat after seeing several posts about the local animal control facility being full (with the consequences that implies) and their primary local rescue partners also being full and unable to pull any animals.
We haven’t intentionally adopted cats from rescues since 2008. Every kitty we’ve had since then has been foisted on us by the Cat Distribution System. It’s been really weird and emotional to see one of the two cats we’ve been considering get adopted and knowing the other has a meet and greet with potential adopters today.
There’s lots of other kitties available, so I know we’ll find a match and I’m happy they’re going to good homes, but I’m not accustomed to this emotional swing of getting invested in and then sad about a furbaby I’ve never met.
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So insomniac and I decided that we wanted to adopt another cat after seeing several posts about the local animal control facility being full (with the consequences that implies) and their primary local rescue partners also being full and unable to pull any animals.
We haven’t intentionally adopted cats from rescues since 2008. Every kitty we’ve had since then has been foisted on us by the Cat Distribution System. It’s been really weird and emotional to see one of the two cats we’ve been considering get adopted and knowing the other has a meet and greet with potential adopters today.
There’s lots of other kitties available, so I know we’ll find a match and I’m happy they’re going to good homes, but I’m not accustomed to this emotional swing of getting invested in and then sad about a furbaby I’ve never met.
Earlier this year I made noises at work about maybe wanting a second cat a couple of months down the road. Late January, one of my supervisors asks me if I’m still looking because her neighbor has a cat who needs a home (tragic backstory, too lazy to recount).
I see pictures of the cat. I can’t resist. I say ‘yes, just tell the person I need a week to get things situated at home’.
Half a week goes by and I am getting pictures, have talked to the person, everything. And then out of nowhere, two days before I’m supposed to go pick up the cat, the person says that they’ve grown attached and will be keeping it.
I was devastated.
Couple weeks later I adopted Miskatonic.
