#english mastiff puppies

[agapemastiffs]

Gentle Giants with Gigantic Hearts: A Look at English Mastiff Females and Their Adorable Offspring

So, You want to bring an English Mastiff female into your life? Brace yourself for a tidal wave of cuteness, loyalty, and… well, let's be honest, a whole lot of fur. These gentle giants aren't just dogs; they're living teddy bears with a regal air and a penchant for slobbery greetings (because drool is a way of life with these majestic creatures). But here's the thing – are you Team Male English Mastiff or Team Female English Mastiff? This article will delve into the world of the lady Mastiff, exploring her unique personality traits and how they translate to both adulthood and puppyhood.

The English Mastiff Matriarch: A Gentle Giant with a Guarded Heart

Female English Mastiffs are known for their calm demeanor and unwavering loyalty. They're not your average lapdogs – they're more like living ottomans with a heart of gold. Don't mistake their calmness for laziness though – these intelligent pups are capable thinkers who crave a strong, consistent leader (that's you!). Early socialization and training are crucial to building a trusting bond with your Mastiff matriarch. Once that bond is established, you'll gain a fiercely loyal companion who will happily follow you anywhere (as long as there's a comfy spot to rest their giant head at the end of the journey).

The Guardian Instinct: Built-in Security System (But with a Selective Hearing Option)

These ladies are bred for guarding, and their protective instincts are strong. They'll bark with the gusto of a disapproving opera singer at anything suspicious, whether it's a rogue tumbleweed or a mail carrier just trying to do their job. While their impressive bark is enough to deter most, continued socialization is key. Dog parks, walks in different neighborhoods, and introducing them to new people will ensure their guard dog tendencies don't morph into over-protectiveness. 

However, remember that independent streak? Don't be surprised if they decide to guard the house in their own unique way, which might involve ignoring your frantic calls to come inside when a suspicious squirrel appears (because let's face it, squirrels are clearly cunning and potentially dangerous creatures in a Mastiff's mind).

Myth Busting: The (Relatively) Gentle Drool Deluge

Compared to some other giant breeds, female English Mastiffs are considered less prone to excessive drooling. Sure, there will be slobbery toys and the occasional beard acquired through enthusiastic greetings, but it's nowhere near the Niagara Falls situation you might encounter with a St. Bernard. Think of it as a built-in self-lubricating system for those impressive head rolls (and a constant reminder to keep a supply of drool rags handy).

The Upkeep of a Gentle Giant: Think Big on Exercise and Love

Taking care of a female English Mastiff requires dedication (and a strong back). These active pups (well, active for their size) need plenty of exercise – walks, playtime, and activities that challenge their minds. A bored Mastiff is a recipe for destructive chewing and excessive barking. Think of them as royalty with a gentle spirit and a need for moderate exercise, and you'll be on the right track. Positive reinforcement training is key, as they respond best to praise, treats, and patience.

The Mastiff Munchkin Brigade: Adorable Floofs with a Taste for Mayhem

Now, let's talk about those irresistible English Mastiff puppies! Both male and female pups are bundles of cuteness with a tendency to trip over their oversized paws and leave muddy paw prints the size of dinner plates. However, the female English Mastiff puppy might be slightly less boisterous than their male counterparts. They'll still wrestle with their siblings and explore their world with boundless enthusiasm, but they might be a touch more receptive to training from the get-go.

Conclusion: A gentle giant that deserves love

Whether you choose a male or female English Mastiff, you're getting a magnificent dog with a rich history and a heart overflowing with affection. However, female English Mastiffs offer a unique blend of calmness, loyalty, and independence that can be a perfect fit for the right owner. Living with a female English Mastiff is certainly not ordinary.

They'll turn heads wherever they go, you'll constantly answer questions about their size (prepare to educate the masses about these amazing Molosser dogs!), and be prepared for the occasional "OMG, is that a horse?!" (Let's just spread awareness about these gentle giants). But through the occasional drool puddle, the enthusiastic greetings that leave you slightly windblown, and the never-ending battle against fur tumbleweeds, you'll gain a loyal, loving companion who will enrich your life in ways you never imagined.

So, if you're looking for a canine companion who will be your loyal shadow, your walking cuddle monster (with a side of drool), and a gentle guardian for your home, then a female English Mastiff might just be your perfect match. Just remember, with great cuteness comes great responsibility (and a never-ending supply of drool rags, lint rollers, and toys built to withstand the power of a gentle giant's chew). 

But trust us, the love, laughter, and companionship a Mastiff brings are more than worth the extra effort. Welcome your future gentle giantess to the home – she's ready to reign over your heart with a quiet dignity and a love as big as her size.

A Watchful Protector: For The Progression Of The Ages

Mastiffs, gentle giants with ancient roots, come in various breeds. Loyal guardians with calm temperaments, they require ample space, training, and experienced owners due to their size and strength. Though some breeds have wrinkles, all Mastiffs offer a lifetime of devotion.

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[awoo-crew]

Theo || Taken: March 2, 2024

Meet Theo! ❤️

I just got him over the weekend. He's 8 weeks. I got him from JD and Keevah's breeder. Someone abandoned his pregnant mom on her farm so his father is unknown but his mom looks like a Staffie mix, maybe with a Lab.

Now, I don't know for sure, but since having him and taking in his personality so far as well as how he looks, I'm guessing he's something like a Bullmastiff/Boxer/American Staffordshire Terrier/Labrador Retriever mix. I did speculate Black Mouth Cur for a small while but I don't think so anymore and Boxer has been a guess since I first saw him after he was born. He came from the south, so, he could honestly be mixed with just about anything. I might end up doing a DNA test in the future ☺️

[hiphopstryess]

Angus The Handsome Mastiff Snoring

#englishmastiff #snoring #mastiff #puppy #cutepuppy #tiktok #asmr #asmrsnoring #dogsoftiktok #mastifflover #sleeping #cutedogs #viralvideo

[kippangel]

We love this goofball Cujo #bully #Mastiff #LoveDogs

[revealedlight]

One of my favorite feeling working as an ICU vet tech is seeing my patients get better and they start to TELL me when they feel better and are ready to be checked outta the hospital. It's a good feeling seeing their progress and then how their lil quirks start to come out during their stay. 🥹

[dogfriendlycommunitybreeders]

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Birthday Bois

[londondungeon2]

thinking about you and floyd getting a dog after graduating night raven college. sure, you two have grim but grim’s more like a roommate that skimps out on rent. so you two start looking for a dog through adoption centers.

you two go through a couple of breeds. floyd’s insistent on a puppy that is going to grow big; you don’t mind as long as the dog isn’t going to shed.

an alaskan malamute would shed too much, english mastiff maybbbe, you two consider a doberman and a cane corso too. then, at another one of your weekly visits to the local shelter, there’s a new puppy brought in, kept behind the biggest glass cage in the shelter.

great dane. seven weeks old, coming soon. birthday: Mar 13. name: Moose.

“cool name,” floyd comments while looking down at the dog who is solely entertained by the bone in his mouth. kneeling down, he taps the glass, “hey moose, ya got a good name there, buddy.”

the dog finally turns away from his bone, looking up at whoever is tapping the glass. floyd’s lazy smile kinda plummets off his face. curious, you peer down.

moose — cool named moose — has a blue and brown eye. you would almost misinterpret the blue as being a blind eye but no, that’s just pure heterochromia.

when floyd looks back up at you, smiling wide, you know you are walking out of there with less money than you walked in with.

“shouldn’t we have waited till he was eight weeks old? just to play with him in the play-pens and make sure we get along with him.”

“nah,” floyd says, flipping in his hand the confirmation slip that you two get to pick moose in a week. “we’d get along.”

“hah, and i tricked myself into believing this wouldn’t be a spontaneous decision.”

you are suddenly pulled into a side hug and kissed on the head, “yeah, you’re really dumb for that, shrimpy.”

so, in a week, moose comes home. floyd is loving every second of being a dog dad.

you have the apartment pup-proof which proves pointlessly when the very big puppy you two adopted manages to knock down any obstacles. it’s like having a tiny horse in the house!

yet, in a month, you have managed to organize yourself to accommodate a puppy with floyd’s help. moose does a really good job at keeping floyd in a constant good mood. a dog is always happy to see its owner, and that infectious happiness brings a dumb grin to floyd’s face without fail. and! you don’t even have to worry about exercising the dog, floyd has a big handle on it.

at nights, your 150 pound eel and 45 pound — and growing — moose falls into bed with you. kissed by your bf and licked by your dog. life is wonderful and full of bliss.

(life gets more wonderful when jade and azul visit because floyd is set on making sure moose is well socialized. and coincidentally, floyd just happens to have bought a new toy for moose — a blue octopus with purple tentacles.

moose is about eleven months old now and still very energetic which means he loves to rip up stuff. floyd lost one pair of shoes to moose and you haven't seen your boyfriend so stern towards your dog until then. you two have managed to trained him to only rip up toys now, nothing else.

so, as you are catching up with your friends, drinking tea jade has made, you are startled when a blue something is launched into azul’s lap.

“moose, toy!”

you watch sixty pounds of dog follow the toy’s crashing descent and jump into azul’s lap. then, leaping from loveseat to couch, starts tearing up the toy so fiercely that tentacles and stuffing starts to fly.

“i knew you didn’t buy that toy for pure purposes,” you scold as floyd laughs his heart out.

the rest of the night, you watch azul’s legs lift off the ground whenever moose happens to trot back and forth, following floyd’s every movement - kitchen to living room.)

//inspired by the fact my local shelter does actually have a dog with heterochromia and my own dog does have an octopus squeak toy <3

[kedreeva]

I work in a vet clinic. Actually, I work in two vet clinics (both & one other I thankfully don't have to work in because I don't want to drive to South Austin for work ever) as a CSR (receptionist). Three good things that happened to me this week:

Friday - I got to set my eyes on, kiss and pet, be snuffled by, and had the adventure of weighing a 234.1 lb brindled (mostly black) English mastiff named Charlie. He was under 3 years old, and his daddy (owner) said "He's still just a puppy," and he delighted me so much in his hugeness and sweetness.

Also Friday - I helped the vet tech hold a chihuahua being tested for Cushings. I was shown how to hold the dog to be the best help for both tech and pup, and when the blood draw was done, I held her and she snuggled into me and kissed me. Then we had to do that again so the vet tech could remove the catheter in her leg. Afterwards, more snuggling and kissing. She clearly felt she could trust me even after I held her through something traumatic to her, and she kissed the vet tech when she put her back into the kennel to wait for her mommy and daddy to pick her up at the end of the day.

Today (Saturday) - I got to set my eyes on, kiss and pet, be snuffled by, attempted to be hugged by, and kissed by a 97lb 1 year old Cane Corso - mostly black with some bits of brindle through his fur, and his name was T'Challa. He was a sweet delight as well and his very presence gave me joy and light in the darkness.

Those are very good things indeed!

[thetravelingtyper]

Comfort Character Part 2 (Simon Ghost Riley x real-life fanfiction author reader)

Three months into his newfound existence, your life starts to return to normal.

Part 1, Part 3, Masterlist

AN: Deciding to remake and continue this as a fun writing practice, I was a different person when I started this and it feels wrong letting it rot.

When Simon Riley fell into your very real life you were stunned but you somehow quickly adapted to the ex-soldier. He was in his early thirties, an older contrast to your young 26, but you shook it off. However, what you could not shake off was the English Mastiff of a man who insisted on following you everywhere like a love-sick puppy. In the months following his new existence, you had been afraid to look at the COD games. 

The moment you woke up that fateful night, untangled yourself from pale arms, and went to your computer in a daze, you opened Tumblr and found Simon Riley wiped from a fictional existence. Now your character Spitfire romanced an equally handsome, but specifically not Ghost. The new character, still an English SAS member became instead Wraith. Mind you this was funny as hell if not a little disorientating. You also found that Soap, Gaz, and Price were written out of online history. No matter how many times you searched for them you found nothing. Then a figure behind you scared the hell out of you as reality quite easily picked you up and carried you back to bed.

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Now, three months later, you discovered the man was your roommate, and thankfully had leftover funds from his ‘time’ in the SAS. Everything you had written had indeed come true, and yet, you often traced the chain around your neck, a heavy band sat against your heart. He had not explained that. His past was dark, yes, but the man you found often taking long baths and reading American Gods with Nebula curled in his lap was softer. He made easy conversation to the doorman and your landlord fawned over him like an old woman with a beloved grandson.

The only person still in shock was you, as everyone around you had Simon written into their past. Well, one of the only ones, other than the immediate people around you he was a bit of a shock to everyone else. The first time you went jogging through your medium-sized city you had been just jamming to some classic rock. Then the mastiff that materialized caused you to scream startled, eyes shot over to you in the park.

“You shouldn’t have those so loud Love.”

“WHAT THE HELL SIMON!”

You hit his arm, the muscle hurts you more than him. There are wide eyes that are just realizing the tower of a man. In the casual park, he is massive. 6 feet and 4 inches of traced muscle with broad shoulders and a wicked deposition. Instead of a balaclava a black face mask covers the lower half of his face. Your eyes take him in as your eyebrow shoots up. You wrote a more ‘conservatively’ dressed character, and yet this Simon wears a workout tank top and gym shorts. It does nothing to hide coiled muscle and his tattoos. His eyes only see you, a jogger comes up beside you, Simon steps even closer his form seeming to tower over you and walling you off from the world. 

“What are you wearing?”

Your question comes out breathy as the surprise wears off, tiredness burns your muscles and you naturally lean into his form, head against his chest. You swear the man steps closer, an arm closes around you. His eyes simmer and scan around, in them, Ghost appears tempting anyone step into his territory. Passerbys wisely give you two space, to which your guard dog grins.

“Like what you see Sweetheart?”

Your face heats up, and you move to pull back.

His free hand shoots up to cup your chin and jaw,

“No, you don’t pet.”

His arm at your shoulders drops to your lower back and he pulls you flush against him, and you squeak. His hand then drops down to the silver chain around your neck. You hear the grin in his low voice,

,

“You are mine.”

You gulp and give a nervous laugh, heart skipping but craving more of his warmth. He preens when you wrap your arms around his middle, fingers dipping into muscle,

“Yeah, I know.”

Thanks to Covid your work position has remained work from home, much to the delight of your school and your roommate. He never addressed the rings by the way. You could tell from your records (you sure as hell made sure to check) that you remained single. When your ruined date had the nerve to show up at your apartment demanding a second chance, the ex-soldier who appeared over your shoulder was a bit hard to explain.

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“Is there an issue here?” Simon’s arm shot to the door frame above you and he hovered at your back. He did not press against you, respecting your position here, but instead offered support physically if you needed it. His eyes sharpened and glared down at the man in front of you, whose eyes widened in shock and the man froze.

Simon tempted him, an eyebrow-raising in mock invitation, he wanted to see how stupid this man was.

The answer he found was very, very stupid.

“You slu…”

The mastiff shot from behind you and in a second the man was pinned to the wall by the shoulder and throat, noticeably hanging by Simon’s strength alone.

“I will give you a chance to not finish that before I get angry.” 

You resumed breathing with the following heartbeat, still in shock. Simon’s voice was calm, his breathing steady. But you could see the tension coiled in him, he moved like lightning. Your heart shuddered, and your date fell silent, terrified. \

The mastiff turned back to you, awaiting command. Your finger twitched, this felt real for the first time in days since he came. But you felt safe.

“Let him down Simon, he’s not worth it.”

You reached an open palm, accepting your fate and new existence for the first time.

Simon’s eyes burned and the Mastiff rolled over on his back at your feet.

“Affirmative.”

The soldier followed you in leaving your ex-date scrambling down the stairs in terror.

[kryptonite-cutie]

You should try loosing weight if you want to be a puppy, nobody wants a cow for a pet.

Fun fact the English Mastiff weighs like 110lbs at 6 months!

Puppies come in all shapes and sizes however haters only come in one flavour - bitter

[agapemastiffs]

English Mastiff Puppies: The Gentle Giants Starter Pack

So, you're considering bringing an English Mastiff puppy into your life? Buckle up, because you're not just welcoming a dog, you're adopting a furry roommate with a heart of gold and the potential to drool on every belonging you own.

Cutest Couch Potato Ever

Let's be honest, the first thing that grabs everyone about English Mastiff puppies is their sheer adorableness. These little wrinkle machines are a walking embodiment of the "I'm-so-big-but-also-a-baby" phenomenon. They waddle, they stumble, they try (and fail) to climb onto furniture that would collapse under their future weight. It's enough to melt even the iciest of hearts.

But Don't Let the Cuteness Fool You...

This ain't your average lapdog. These puppies grow up to be big. Like, seriously big. We're talking counter-surfing behemoths who can easily steal your dinner right off the plate (and the table if they put their mind to it). They'll take up more floor space than a small rug, and forget about personal space – cuddling on the couch now means becoming a human armrest for your giant, slobbery friend.

Gentle Giants Indeed

Despite their intimidating size, English Mastiffs are renowned for their gentle temperaments. Just like Tibetan Mastiff puppies when they are fully grown. These are the ultimate guard dogs with a heart of mush. They'll fiercely protect their family, but their idea of a threat is probably the mailman bringing junk mail. They're fantastic with kids, as long as you supervise playtime to avoid the puppy accidentally bowling them over with their enthusiasm.

The Great Gas Experiment

Now, we come to a truth universally acknowledged: English Mastiffs do pass gas. A lot. We're talking clear-the-room, blame-the-dog-but-secretly-relieved-it-wasn't-you level of gas. This isn't a dealbreaker, but it's something to consider, especially if your olfactory senses are easily offended. Think of it as a built-in air freshener... with questionable scents.

The Drool Deluge

Another endearing quality (said with a completely straight face) is their impressive drool production. Everywhere they go, a glistening trail follows. Be prepared to invest in a good supply of drool rags and consider lining your furniture with waterproof covers. If you're someone who freaks out at a single drop of liquid, this might not be the breed for you. Neapolitan Mastiff puppies probably drool the most though.

The Gentle Giant Upkeep

Taking care of an English Mastiff puppy isn't for the faint of heart (or wallet). These gentle giants require a lot of food – prepare to say goodbye to your grocery budget. They also need plenty of exercise, though their idea of exercise might be a leisurely stroll compared to a high-energy breed. Just remember, a tired Mastiff is a well-behaved Mastiff (and less likely to knock over your furniture).

Growing Pains (Literally)

Get ready for some serious growing pains. These gentle giants don't stop growing until they're around 2-3 years old. This means puppyproofing your house for the second time (because apparently, the first time wasn't enough when they were the size of a small ottoman). Coffee tables become prime targets for leaning, doorknobs become chew toys, and counter-surfing becomes an Olympic sport. Invest in sturdy furniture, reinforce those doorknobs, and keep anything valuable out of paw's reach.

The Mighty (Gentle) Guard Dog

By now, your Mastiff's protective instincts are in full swing. They'll bark at anything that moves outside your window, whether it's a squirrel or a rogue tumbleweed. While their booming bark is enough to deter most passersby, socialization is still key. Expose your Mastiff to different people, animals, and situations to ensure their guard dog tendencies don't turn into aggression.

The Master of Subtlety

Don't be fooled by their massive size, English Mastiffs are masters of subtle communication. The raised eyebrow that says "Can I have a treat?" The whine that translates to "It's walk time, human, and I will not be ignored." The gentle nudge with their giant head that clearly means "Move over, more couch space required." Learning their unique brand of body language is key to a harmonious relationship with your Mastiff overlord (I mean, companion).

The Walking (and Drooling) Workout Buddy

Remember those leisurely strolls we mentioned? While adult Mastiffs might not be marathon runners, they still need regular visits to a veterinarian close by you and exercise to stay healthy and happy. Invest in a good harness (their necks are too thick for regular collars) and get ready for some quality bonding time on your daily walks. Just be prepared for the inevitable drool puddles you'll leave in your wake. Consider it your contribution to neighborhood road lubrication (or just carry a water bottle to strategically dilute the evidence).

The Big Lug with a Big Heart

Despite their sometimes-clumsy exterior, English Mastiffs are incredibly loving and affectionate dogs. They crave attention and will happily smother you in giant-sized cuddles. They're happiest when they're with their humans, so be prepared for a constant shadow (and potential furniture indentation) wherever you go in the house.

A Life Less Ordinary

Living with an English Mastiff is certainly not ordinary. They'll turn heads wherever they go, you'll constantly answer questions about their size, and be prepared for the occasional "OMG, is that a bear?!" But through the drool, the gas, and the never-ending quest for counter-surfing opportunities, you'll gain a loyal, loving companion who will enrich your life in ways you never imagined. So, if you're looking for a giant ball of fur and love to add to your family, the gentle giant that is the English Mastiff might be your perfect match.

Owning an English Mastiff: Final Thoughts

 English Mastiffs are not for everyone. Their size, their… ahem… digestive quirks, and their need for attention require a dedicated owner who can handle the responsibility. But for those who can, these gentle giants offer a lifetime of love, loyalty, and enough drool to fill a swimming pool (okay, maybe not that much, but close). So, if you're looking for a unique and unforgettable canine companion, consider opening your heart and home to an  English Mastiff. Or you can open your heart to Cane Corso puppies. Either way just remember, with great cuteness comes great… well, you get the idea.

A Watchful Protector: For The Progression Of The Ages

Mastiffs, gentle giants with ancient roots, come in various breeds. Loyal guardians with calm temperaments, they require ample space, training, and experienced owners due to their size and strength. Though some breeds have wrinkles, all Mastiffs offer a lifetime of devotion.

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[awoo-crew]

For some reason, during the ride home his go-to spot was the cupholders?? 😂

Theo || Taken: March 3, 2024

[zixiza]

CHAPTER 1

''Hey, little one, why don't you come with me?'' an older man offered his hand to a little girl who was slightly petrified by him but still took his hand.

The man pulled the little girl to one of the cars in her family's driveway.

''The lights'' the little girl whispered. The man looked at her, she had stars in her eyes watching the lights from the cars flicker from red to blue.

''Agent Rossi, the girl needs to be taken to the hospital to get checked out'' a person in a fancy suit said to the man. He looked down at the girl who looked back at him. He looked back up at the person and led the girl to an ambulance.

The man was gonna leave, but, the girl did not let go of his arm.

''Please, stay'' the little girl whimpered. The man went with her to the hospital.

The entire ride to the hospital, the girl clings to the man, who let her play with his watch.

When they got to the hospital, the man followed the nurses as they led the girl and himself to a bed.

A doctor came and did a bunch of tests and told them to wait for some time.

While waiting, the man sat with the little girl, keeping her occupied with her soft deer toy.

The doctor came back after a while and told the man that the girl was fine, she was just a little shaken. Social services were there to take the little girl away.

“What’s your name?” the little girl asked the man. “My name is David Rossi, what’s yours?”

“Asher Yung'' the little girl said smiling widely at Rossi. He smiled back at her.

''David, how have you been?'' a social worker asked him that just continued to hold Asher.

''I've been wonderful, look, I wanna ask for a favor?'' Rossi asked the worker that just gave him a confused look. ''Alright, what is it about?''

''Maybe you can pull a few strings to let me take care of Asher'' he said and the worker nodded. ''I think I might be able to do that''

A 2 months later, Asher stayed with Rossi in his huge house. She had gotten an entire room to herself. The room was huge and had all of her favorite things in it.

''Asher, can you come downstairs?'' Rossi shouted for the girl. ''Okay''

Asher ran down the stairs to be met by Rossi in the living room. She ran up to him and he grabbed her to hug her.

''I have a surprise for you'' he held Asher as he began to walk into his office. ''What is it?'' Asher said giving Rossi a toothy grin.

''Why don't you open that box and find out'' Rossi let Asher down and she immediately went to the box.

Asher jumped back when she saw that the box was moving. The box tipped over and something fell out.

It was a puppy. More specifically it was an English mastiff.

''Is it for me?'' Asher asked Rossi that nodded in response. She went forward to touch the puppy that brought its nose up to her hand, wondering if it liked Asher or not.

The puppy decided that it liked Asher and licked her hand. Asher sat down and the puppy went to sit in Asher's lap.

''What do you want to name him?'' Rossi asked. ''Ares''

''A wonderful name for such a brave dog'' Rossi said.

17 years later....

Asher and Spencer walked into a lecture hall where Gideon was giving a presentation on one of his old cases.

The class looked at them when they opened the door, as well as Gideon. Spencer pointed at the folder he was holding and Gideon nodded.

He excused himself from the lesson and followed Asher and Spencer out of the hall.

Spencer and Asher were bringing Gideon up speed. ''They're calling him the Seattle Strangler''

''Four victims in four months''

[olderthannetfic]

As someone who works at a shelter who's had people dump cats there when they get pregnant, fucking THANK YOU for not getting a cat until after you've given birth. It's more responsible for you, your theoretical child (I wish you the best with that! keep trying, it may take a bit but it's worth it) and the cat. I wish more people were this responsible about their pet ownership. Between your forward thinking on this, well thought-out replies on here and open mind I feel like you're going to be a great parent. (And a terrifying one at any PTA meeting, as well. Fortunately we're not in the same state so I don't have to risk crossing you and invoking your oddly calm, well-worded wrath.)

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lololol

Yeah, my friend fosters dogs and with everyone getting evicted or deciding to move somewhere cheaper, all these fuckfaces are dumping their ginormous dogs nobody wants at the shelter. Poor babies! She's got one right now that is a menace in her apartment (growling at the neighbors) who I think is just an English mastiff mix puppy and doing her best to guard the house. (Plz, doggie, stop guarding the house! Your life expectancy is not long at this rate!)