#he's trained! we go on walks and to the petstore and such

[mysterysolver]

FRIDAY THE 13TH POST BLACK CAT. meet the good Sir Bartholomew Bugbee, aka Bug 🐛 he is the very bestest boy and should be known by all.

[taehyungsgrowl]

omg imagine a fluff with duncan and y/n trying to adopt a dog— after Duncan just buys the whole petstore with toys etc for their sweet puPpy bc that’s cute but I don make the rules

sorry its taken me while to reply to this!

but since we were talking about Duncan spoiling reader earlier, why not extend it to his pet as well?

LIKE maybe he’s not even 100% sold on getting a dog. “Y/N.. they’re messy, they stink, and pee every where, shed like crazy. Nope. We’re not doing it.”

“Duncan, c’mon. We can get one that won’t shed and we’ll train it to go outside to pee. Please.”

And after weeks and weeks of begging, he’s finally cave.

Walking into the shelter (because y’all are getting a rescue #downwithunethicalbreeding) y’all would see a little pup who was hiding behind all his siblings, cowarding away, scared of everything - you knew you wanted that one. “Look Dunc, she’s scared.”

You had trouble getting her to come to you, even after you offered her treats. Just as you were about to give up and look for a different dog, Duncan said, “Here, let me try.” He kneeled down and started making kissy noises at her, showing her the treat.

Slowly and tentatively, the little pup scurried to Duncan and licked his hand before taking the treat. Even he couldn’t stop from smiling and rubbing the dogs head.

“I think she likes you!” You knelt down time take a closer look at it.

“Can you blame her?” He teased, making you roll your eyes.

When you finally got home with her, you couldn’t pry Duncan away from the little pup. He had it on his chest, gently petting it. He also played tug o war with one of the toys, rolling around on the floor.

The next day when you come back from work you’d find a table filled of pet supplies. Toys and treats and more. All for your new baby.

“And here I thought you didn’t want a dog,” you smirked, taking the pup from Duncan’s arms.

[blackwaterbubbles]

10 and 20 :)

10. Three of my old pets!My first pet was a peach faced lovebird named Emily. She was amazing, already tame when we got her, and so cuddly! Then my parents bought a parrotlet and PUT THEM IN THE SAME TINY CAGE. They both became horribly aggressive. You’d walk in the room and Emily would lunge at you from 10 feet away… the parrotlet became just as mean. It was like Emily was protecting him or something. So we had to give her away. I’ll never forgive my parents for how that whole thing went down.

My pug! I miss my pug. Her name was Raisin and I picked her out at a petstore when I was 9 years old. I thought she was the cutest fudging thing I’ve ever seen. She lived to be 13 and only died a few years ago. She was the type of dog that was perfectly trained, but would basically -decide- to obey or not. You could see it in her eyes, deciding a treat or to just keep doing what she wanted. And she was a great snuggler, too. I still miss her, and I’ve wanted another pug since we got her. But I know more about their messy genetics and I could never bring myself to get one.

My first betta, Violet. She’s my icon :)I had her for 3 years, I think. Because it was during college, she had been moved from a tank to a bowl to a vase, and back to a tank, etc. And moved from my moms house to mine, multiple times. It was clear she recognized ME, as she hardly ever reacted to my mom during the months she was there. I loved her more than anything, but I took crap care of her. I didn’t understand the cycle exactly. I had a filter but sometimes I used it, sometimes I didn’t. The bowl she was in was a 3 gallon, and the tank was a 10, but I would go a while without water changes. She was always healthy and perky I thought, but in hindsight, I can see the damage it did to her fins. The last months of her life, anything would constipate her. A single pellet would leave her bloated for a week!

One day, I was leaving for class and I stepped out my door. I glanced back at her, and walked up and told her I loved her and I’ll miss her. I just had a feeling it would be the last I saw her. And the by time I came home, she had passed.

20. What age would I allow my children to have their own pet?Probably an age where they can consistently pay for the correct needs. Honestly though, I’ll probably have so many animals, and I’ll just share them lol.

I had this one father at my petstore say he made his kid write an essay on the care requirements of both a hamster and a cornsnake. It helped him decide, and it proved to his parents he could care for it. He was like 8, and seriously knew everything. It was awesome