#greyhound puppy

[rocketsnacks]

Comet unfurling her giant tongue to yawn (2024)

[technically-human]

The infamous puppy debacle of '94

[canisalbus]

Chippiparai hound? Looks just like smol Machete

Oh, I've heard of these! Chippiparai is a sighthound breed from Tamil Nadu, Southern India. Even though most seem to have floppy ears similar to those of a Sloughi, some have pointy ones:

[boxhoy]

“did you see me. did you see me behind you in front of you always there on your wheel. i was there. always there. congrats on bronze it belonged to me. why did you hug tadej like that are you replacing me. can you fucking hold my hand. can you touch me with the camera in front of you. can you do that please. can you please. stop staring at tadej.”

[randomtheidiot]

Unfollow me if you don’t think my dogs are cute.

[milaek]

Can we have more of your skrungly Kreechers please

ALWAYS

Enjoy some scrunglies! (Nudge just got some teeth pulled and the vet sent me that amazing picture of her high as balls)

[sonjatwogreyhounds]

Nadezhda Mostyaeva

Borzoi puppy, watercolor

[chewteeth]

ding dong doodily doodily doo

[thistle-puppy]

Italian greyhound pastel pink wallpaper. Free use

[b3kblogs]

Nancy’s six puppies are now ten weeks old! 🎂

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four of her puppies have already gone to their forever homes and there’s now only two left leaving soon…i will miss them much 🥲💔

wish we could keep one puppy but i already have Nancy Noodle, our cat Meow-Meow, my dad’s canaries and some aquarium fish.

my house is already too crowded as it is but i reckon it’s better for the puppy to have a more suitable home.

[zanazirafanfic]

Exciting News!

Hello, all! Just a quick update - I'm getting a new puppy this weekend, after years of preparation!

This little guy is a baby Greyhound (6 months old next week) and his name is going to be - what else - "Dutch." 🥰

I'll post more pics when he comes home, but I just wanted everyone to know not to worry if I drop off the face of the earth for a week or so afterward. I'm getting some posts loaded in my queue so everything won't be completely silent around here.

I'm also going to try to finish my Whumpcember fic before then, but I can't guarantee anything; puppy-proofing is a lot of work!

Lookit this little noodle!

[rocketsnacks]

Comet fell asleep like this (2024)

[adiduck]

.....wait just a sec how have I not prompted 42. Married Kiss yet

An EXCELLENT question. Clearly people need to send me more prompts for SaintSpy May <3

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42. Married Kiss

It’s a little thing, barely below notice.

“Sweetheart, where’s Cat’s leash?” Ethan hollers through the house.

“Try the living room!” is hollered back from the main bedroom. Ethan’s husband is putting on a name for the day, and apparently cannot be fucked to put down what he’s doing to help Ethan find the tool that will keep their greyhound from leaping out of the dog park after a bird, never to be seen again. Ethan sighs and gets down on his hands and knees to check under the couch.

“I’m in the living room,” he yells back. “I don’t see it!” Cat comes over to see why one of her dads is on the floor, licking at Ethan’s face almost perfunctorily. “Thank you, kitty-cat,” Ethan tells her at a normal volume.

“Kitchen?” Ethan’s husband suggests.

Ethan stands up and picks up the couch throw for the third time, shaking it out in case he somehow missed the leash the first time. A fine cloud of gray dog hair rises from the throw. No leash becomes apparent.

“I already looked there!”

“Well, we don’t take her leash off anywhere else! Those are where it’d be!”

Ethan folds the throw and walks around to the right side of the couch, Cat trotting along at his heels. He pulls one couch cushion off and then the other. No leash. Cat paws at one of the cushions in Ethan’s hand. “I’m telling you, it’s not here!”

There’s a distinctly exasperated silence that comes from the bathroom. “Give me two minutes!”

Ethan sighs and puts the cushions back. “Where’s your leash, Noodle?” he asks, and bends slightly to silk her ears. Cat’s tail starts going a mile a minute, thumping into the couch. “Oh, yes, you know that word! What a smart, good girl, yes you are! We can’t go until we find the leash, baby girl. Where’s your leash?”

Cat pulls away and goes to stand at the door, looking back at Ethan hopefully. It’s heartbreaking.

“Where have you checked?” comes from behind Ethan. He glances over his shoulder to see—probably Michael, looking annoyed.

“You okay, sweetheart?” he asks. Michael waves him off. “Dog park,” he says shortly. “Where have you checked?”

“All the surfaces in here, and in and under the couch, and the kitchen,” Ethan says.

“I’ll check the kitchen again,” Michael announces briskly, and marches off.

Ethan sighs and wanders into the downstairs bathroom. Maybe one of them came in here right from letting Cat off the leash and forgot it on the counter—no dice.

“I know you want to go, Kitty,” Michael’s voice says from the kitchen. “We have to find your leash first. Where’s your leash, hm?”

Ethan leaves the bathroom and wanders to the back door, sliding it open to peer onto the patio. “Could we have taken it off in the back?”

“Why would we have let her in and then let her back outside?”

“I don’t know, I’m just speculating,” Ethan calls back, and goes onto the patio to check the deck furniture. It’s not there, obviously—Michael’s right, if they’d just let Cat in, the chances she’d want right out into the back are pretty low.

Ethan wanders back inside and takes in Cat’s big, pleading eyes at the door. She’s now holding her pillow. “Aw, Sketti, I’m sorry,” Ethan says, and walks over to give her some pets. “I know, I know, we’re trying—”

He doesn’t know why he glances into the corner where the pillow was just a moment ago, but he does.

“Found it!” he yells.

Michael strides back into the room, as Ethan walks over and picks it up. “Where was it?”

“I think Kitty-Cat grabbed it at some point and stashed it next to her pillow,” Ethan says, holding it up. He turns to their dog. “Did you try to hurry us up at some point, Noodle-noo? I’m sorry, we’re dumb and slow sometimes, aren’t we?”

Michael sighs, absently petting Cat’s head as Ethan walks over and grabs her collar, clicking the leash into place. “Take her out to the car? I’ll finish getting ready and grab her bag.”

“You got it,” Ethan says, and takes a quick kiss before opening the door and letting himself and Cat out the front. It’s a beautiful day—the dog park will be fun.

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It’s a little thing, the sort of kiss they no longer even think about. Expected, automatic, an exchange that they have done so many times. The sort of kiss that, twenty years ago, neither of them would ever have even imagined becoming commonplace. A married kiss.

That’s what’s nice about it.

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[canisalbus]

I lowkey thing my baby girl looks a little bit like baby Machete but she’s brindled (her name is Duckie)

Ps your art is the reason I started drawing again after a two year break 🫶

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[cevais]

[theradicalkanji]

Her royal majesty.