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- Jack and Kennedy link after three years (In honor of Jazz and Tae linking back up after three years 😩)
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Kᴇɴɴᴇᴅʏ Dᴏᴡɴs
(ken-nuh-dee duh-ouns)
Jack Harlow | @ jackharlow
Tell Kenn unblock me on ig
23:17 • 10/21/23 • 3M views
36,472 Retweets 508 Quotes 278.6k Likes
⭐️ | @stunna.girl
Oh shit, after three yearsss??
It's a Lifestyle🥂 | @parisndiamonds
Kennedy!! Gworl come get yo man back 😩
🚀 | @tothemoon
I did not see this coming at all 👀
JACK HARLOW UPDATES©️ | @ jackxworld
We finna go blow up her dms rn 😭
Boy Tears💧 | @cryformeimperfect
YESSSS
💐 | @fairygworl
Nooooo 💔
.���.
fivestarr☆ | @kennedyloaded
Unblocked 😘
13:25 • 10/22/23 • 1.3M views
4,627 Retweets 532 Quotes 105.8k Likes
Kenn's World ⭐️ | @ kennkenn
OMGEEEEE
Boy Tears💧 | @cryformeimperfect
Oh shit getting real now
Chemistry Chick 🧪| @ inthelab
y'all calm down, all she did was unblock him 😭
🦋 | @butterflyqueenn
Mane get the gang back together
💐 | @fairygworl
Let's see how long this last 🌚
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"So y'all", I sighed as I set my camera up on the bathroom counter. "I know what y'all thinking.. and yes we are linking."
I looked in the mirror as I put on some lip gloss.
"He supposed to be on his way over here and gone text me when he outside."
"Ian gone lie y'all I'm nervous as hell. Ian seen him in a lil minute", I said as I picked up my phone.
I smiled to myself before showing the camera the notification on my phone. "He's here."
jack💔
Outside
I stared at the camera for a minute.
"Let's not keep him waiting."
.☆.
"Oh my gosh", I sighed as I got in his car.
"Why you say it like that?", he chuckled.
"I don't even know but hey", I said being shy as I leaned back against the door.
"Hey", he said softly and leaned over the center piece to give me a hug.
I hugged him back and pulled away.
"I see you vlogging", he said with a smile as he turned the interior lights on.
"Yeah."
"I thought this was gone be easy", he said as I propped my camera up on his dashboard.
"What you mean easy?", I asked arching my brow.
"I thought when you got in here I was just gone.. but I ain't seen you in forever", he said turning to me and smiling.
I looked at him and my cheeks got hot.
We got quiet for a minute, just looking in each others eyes.
"So how you been?", he asked.
"Mmm I'm alright", I said and looked at my nails.
"You be taking forever to text back", he hummed.
"Oh don't even start that cause you be taking days to text back."
"I be busy."
"Busy doing what? Youn be in the studio all day everyday and you ain't on tour right now."
"How you know that?"
I shrugged my shoulders. "I just know....But you look good", I hummed looking over at him before looking back at my camera.
"Thank you. You look wonderful", he said making me smile hard as fuck, I had to cover my face.
"Thank you", I hummed.
"You nervous or something?"
"A lil bit...Can we go eat?", I said before I put my hair over my shoulder.
"Yeah. What you want?", he answered with a light chuckle.
"I don't know. What's around here?"
"You should be telling me, you live here", he chuckled.
"Chile I don't be outside like that."
He shook his head and pulled out his phone.
"Fast food? A restaurant? Hibachi?", he asked as he opened his map app.
"I got the taste for some hot wings."
"So Buffalo Wild Wings?"
"No."
He looked up from his phone and over at me.
"What?", I laughed.
"Then where else you getting hot wings from?"
"Wingstop. Zaxby's."
He playfully rolled his eyes before looking back at his phone.
"Let's see which one's closer."
"Y'all", I sighed as I looked at my camera. "I hope he don't try to kidnap me while I'm in his car."
"Chill", he chuckled as he kept looking at his map.
I chuckled before looking back over at him. I quietly admired him before he leaned over to show me something on his phone.
"Damn you iced out huh", I said and grasped his hand, looking at the rings on his fingers. "You gotta be froze in this ho to talk."
He laughed. "Really Kenn."
I laughed with him.
"Nah I'm just playing", I hummed as I grabbed his phone. "We can go to this one."
"Alright", he said before putting his car in drive.
I handed him his phone back.
"Let me put my seatbelt on. Cause I remember you used to act like you was a Nascar driver", I hummed as I put my seatbelt on.
He just chuckled.
"Where you be going cause I don't never see you outside."
"I don't- I don't be in the streets."
"You tryna say I be in the streets?"
"Yeah", I said and looked over at him. "I was lurking one day and I was just like wow."
"Lurking where?", he chuckled.
"..Just on the internet", I said making us laugh.
"What you found out bout me?"
"I was like he in the club?! What? He having a time ain't it", I said covering my face as I laughed.
"I ain't start going to the club til I stopped messing with you. Had to do something with my free time."
"Club life huh", I said and patted the corner of my eyes.
"Nah nah nah. I found friends and they introduced me to the club."
"Damn... so you saying you ain't have friends when you was with me?"
"I had friends but I was with you majority of the time. But I started hanging out with more people."
"Oh so you got a new group of friends.”
"Oh my god”, he said with a chuckle.
"I'm just saying", I laughed.
"So what took you so long, cause you was dodging me", he started.
"No no no. I wasn't dodging you I was tryna edit a vlog and upload-", I started before he cut me off.
"No not today, I'm talking about in general. Cause you had everybody thinking I'm the problem."
"Had them thinking it was you? You had a video shoot", I said as I glanced over at him.
"I had to go to New York. But before that- you was dodging me like crazy."
"Whatever", I said and playfully rolled my eyes. "How I'm dodging but you don't text back? Make it make sense boo."
"And why you tell everybody I blocked you on Twitter?", I asked.
"Cause you did", he simply replied.
"I mean."
"I mean they kept telling me you'd link with me and do a video. And I was wondering how that was gone happen and I'm blocked", he said arching his brow.
"Yeah but you had my number. I sent you my new number."
"I obviously didn't have it saved. I just saved it."
"Mmm", I hummed.
.☆.
"I'm so geeked", I said as I set my camera up to face me on the table. "Tell me why he paid for my food?!"
"Chile.. he was all like I got you. Just go find us a good table", I said mocking his voice. "Then gone smile at me.. almost went weak in the knees."
I shook my head as I looked over at him by the drink fountain.
"Gone have me falling all over again."
.☆.
"Questions while we wait?", I asked putting my phone down.
"Sure", he hummed, turning to face me.
"You start", I said.
"You ever felt like I disrespected you on the internet?"
"Disrespected me?.. uh I feel like once you got around your friends you kinda did. Cause I thought we agreed we wasn't gone speak on each other."
"When?", he asked, arching his brow at me.
"It wasn't necessarily you it was yo lil group, team or whatever."
"What they was saying?"
"You know-", I said and tilted my head. "You know what they was saying and posting... I was like daamn that's me."
He let out a deep breath before sitting back. "You gotta be more specific."
I leaned forward. "Should I bring up the context?"
He chuckled.
"People was texting and calling me talking bout 'why they speaking on you' and 'why they got yo name in-' you know. It was from people you around."
"They was making videos?"
"You acting dumb", I said sitting back and crossing my arms. "You acting like you don't know and stuff. Boy don't be acting all Hollywood."
"I'm not acting Hollywood, I'm just trying to see what you talking about", he said with a laugh.
"You know what.. we both just gone be clueless then", I hummed. "Ask me another question."
"What have you learned from dating?"
"What have I learned from dating?", I asked then arched my brow at him. "Dating what?"
"Dating in general or whatever the fuck you been doing, you been living", he chuckled.
"I don't be dating. I'm just lifing."
He smacked his lips as he looked at me with a be for real expression.
"Didn't you just say we not being Hollywood and what the the fuck is lifing?"
"I'm not being Hollywood. I'm being so for real. I just been chilling”, I chuckled.
"Right", he said playfully before he squinted his eyes at me. "So who was that one dude?"
"What dude?! You imagining things. Ian date nobody after you. But you on the other hand", I said and uncrossed my arms. "How many girls four? Five?"
"You pushing it", he laughed.
"You was just living I don't blame you", I chuckled.
.☆.
"We good right?", he asked as he wiped his hands clean.
"I think.. you gotta ask yourself that."
"You think I got a grudge against you?", he asked and tilted his head.
"Ion know", I said before sipping my drink.
"I don't have nothing against you.. I always wanted to see you win and shine."
"Ok love that", I hummed. "I just got one last question."
"Ok. Ask away", he hummed.
"Did you ever miss me after we broke up?"
"If I'm being real, yeah."
"Do you still miss me?"
He sighed before he chuckled. "How you say your outro. Thanks for watching. Like and comment."
He picked my camera up and turned it to him.
"Jack", I chuckled. "You miss me don't you?"
"Nah I don't", he said looking dead at the camera with a straight face.
"Look at me and say it."
He looked up and locked eyes with me.
"Say you don't miss me", I said taunting him.
"I don't-", he started. "How you turn this camera off?"
I gently took it out his grasp and turned it to me.
"Obviously he doesn't want to admit he misses me but that's alright. He doesn't have to say it, I know he does", I chuckled as I looked at the camera.
#wattpad#jack harlow#jack harlow x black reader#jackman thomas harlow#jack harlow x reader#jack harlow smut#urban wyatt
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Forgot to do an introduction, so here it is!!
LOOKING FOR MOOTS BTW
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I could take all four of them in 1996 (not in a fight btw)
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Welp. My eyes are watering because I just sat down and read all the translated chapters of Hikaru ga Shinda Natsu in one sitting (25 chapters so far).
I actually knew nothing about it until a few hours ago...
I happened to see a post about it on Chill-Chill Twitter a couple of days ago, but I scrolled past it and didn't bother reading about it.
And just earlier, while checking the news on MAL, I saw this manga is getting an anime and went "aHA!"
Seeing it on the Chill-Chill Twitter obv meant it had something to do with BL. So I went exploring 🧐. Found out it's not really BL but Seinen, Horror, Mystery, Tragedy and Supernatural (but you could say it's also kinda Shounen Ai in a way. Chill-Chill refers to it as 'Bromance Horror'). The other genres are not really my cup of tea, but I was somehow intrigued.
I decided to read the first chapter before making a post. And... well... here I am. After reading ALL the chapters so far ^^;;. How did that happen??
Tbh this post was supposed to be about the anime and possible cast. I saw there were a couple of PVs with different seiyuu, that were posted long before the news about an anime. So I watched some of the PVs. The first one I watched was with Hirotan and Tsugu. Actually at first glance (before reading the manga and watching the PV), I thought they'd suit the characters but vice versa, aka Hirotan as Yoshiki and Tsugu as Hikaru. But after watching the PV I realized they were perfect as the reversed roles from what I thought at first.
After that I watched the other PV with a different, less familiar cast, and also tried watching some of the voice comic they did for that. I must say I wasn't feeling them as the characters very much. Maybe because I heard the Hirotan & Tsugu one first, or maybe because I'm less familiar with these two seiyuu, I just wasn't feeling their version.
So anyway, the cast for the anime is unknown yet, they only announced it's getting an anime. I wonder if they'll keep some of the cast from the PVs (there were also Ucchi & Junya ver. and KENN & Maenu ver.).
(Btw I don't know if that's just me, but the art style of the manga reminded me a little of Harada's style, and also some other mangaka's style but I can't put my finger on it atm.)
P.S
It might sound funny, but I can actually imagine Chiaki as both characters. Like, he could totally nail both Yoshiki and Hikaru, if that was a realistic option. Also, Hikaru reminds me a bit of Jintaro (visually) so that doesn't help with me imagining his voice as Chiaki's lol. He's good in dialects too, so he could do really well imo.
I actually saw some comments on the announcement tweet hoping Chiaki or Ucchi would voice Hikaru.
I do wonder if they'll choose for the anime a less known cast or a more veteran cast.
I guess there'll be a continuation to this post when they finally release the cast! ;D
I'm excited to say the least! From knowing nothing about this manga to be fully invested after a couple of hours.... well, never underestimate the power of otaku! ^____~
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16.11.2022
Süd–Ostasien und andere Schwierigkeiten
Ich häng in Thailand in ner Matte. Das Kleid steht mir gut, Maßanfertigung aus Vietnam. Dottergelbe Baumwolle, das ist meine Farbe, Senfgelb ist zu hell. Ich weiß nicht aus was diese Hängematte gefertigt ist, es fühlt sich jedenfalls großartig an: weich und kuschelig. Der Po hängt tief, die Beine hoch - Entspannung setzt ein, endlich! Mir wird meist übel vom Schaukeln, also lege mich normalerweise nicht in Hängematten, sondern fotografiere sie nur. Für mich sind sie optisch der Inbegriff von Gelassenheit, deshalb liebe ich sie und zücke die Kamera sobald ich eine sehe. Heute ist es anders und ich wippe, mit einem Bein am Boden, sanft vor mich hin. Neben mir tropft es vom Wellblechdach. Es ist das Ende der Regensaison.
Hängematte auf meiner kleinen Terrasse im Cat Bungalow auf Koh Lanta.
Gestern bin ich auf der Insel Koh Lanta aufgeschlagen, in der Hoffnung hier etwas Ruhe zu finden. Aufgescheucht von der Anreise, dem brodelnden Tourismus auf Phuket und dem Erlebnisdurst meiner ZimmergenossInnen im Hostel, bin ich Sonntags mit knapp fünf Stunden Schlaf in einen Minivan gestiegen, um zu flüchten. Ich wollte einfach nur weg und habe mir als Exil die am wenigsten attraktiv wirkende Insel ausgesucht - nailed it! Ich merke, dass ich durch das Reisen einiges dazu gelernt habe. Google Maps lese ich mittlerweile wie mein eigenes Tagebuch und freue mich, kindlichst daran Geographie studiert zu haben. Ich singe täglich ein Loblied auf das Internet, das es mir ermöglicht, mich in fernen Ländern frei zu bewegen und wieder heim zu finden. Keine Ahnung mehr, wie man das davor nochmal gemacht hat, das mit dem Reisen? Aja, weniger und zum Attersee, so war das…
Busbahnhof in Phuket, die Fahrt klappte wie am Schnürchen und beinhalte eine meiner liebsten Aktivitäten: die Nutzung einer Fähre.
Nach einer verpfuschten Airbnb-Buchung (das ist eine andere Geschichte, aber top Kundenservice seitens Airbnb – 5 Sternchen!) sage ich dem Fahrer des Vans: „Just take me anywhere!“. Ich bin planlos und bereit, in das nächstbeste Gästehaus einzufallen. Der Bus fährt weiter Richtung Südspitze der Insel. Dort gibt es nur noch das Ende der Straße und einen Nationalpark. Mir ist gerade alles egal, ich weiß dass ich genug Insektenschutzmittel für eine Nacht habe -ich kann draußen schlafen!
„Where do you go?“, flüstert ein französischer Akzent in meine Richtung. Der letzte Gast im Bus spricht mich an - Hoffnung! Mit ihm springe ich aus dem Bus, hefte mich an seine Fersen und folge ihm zum Cat Bungalow. Preis um die 10€, privates Zimmer - klingt gut! Ist es auch. Dort werde ich so herzlich begrüßt, dass ich meinen Aufenthalt spontan um zwei Nächte verlängere. Ich fühle mich wohl und das ist was ich gerade brauche, denn ich muss meine Gedanken ordnen.
Inselparadies Image von Koh Lanta. Ich versteh, dass Menschen hier zu Aussteigern werden.
Es ist Mitte November und ich bin seit einiger Zeit unterwegs. Ich habe in den letzten Monaten viel gesehen, erlebt, geschmeckt und ausprobiert. Vollen Herzens kann ich sagen: ich bin satt! Thailand ist eigentlich ein Reiseziel, das ich auslassen wollte. Mein Abstecher in den Oman im Monat zuvor hat mich aber an den Flughafen Phuket geführt. Mein Credo „Go with the Flow“ zwingt mich, allzeit bereit und begeisterungsfähig zu bleiben, also dachte ich mir, das wird schon. Naja. Für viele Fern-Reisende ist Thailand das erste (und manchmal auch das einzige) Ost-Asiatische Land, das sie besuchen. Für mich ist es das nicht und somit habe ich den positiven Kulturschock und das Staunen schon hinter mir. Demzufolge überkommt mich eine Langeweile, die mich irritiert!
Essen, eh gut!
Ich miete einen Roller, darin bin ich ja schon geübt, und fahre die Inseln ab. Erst die eine, dann die andere. Grün, Palmen, freilaufende Kühe, freundliche InselbewohnerInnen die mir zuwinken, Regen. Mag ich - kenn ich! Im Oman war ich die ersten Wochen frustriert, weil ich das Gefühl hatte, festzustecken und nicht genug erleben zu können -dort geht ohne Auto nämlich gar nix! Hier bin ich frei und mobil zu tun und zu lassen, was ich will…ja und was? Mich flasht hier irgendwie nix - kenn alles schon. Ich habe also ein Luxusproblem und würde mich am liebsten selbst dafür Ohrfeigen. In ausgewählten Sprachnachrichten an emotionale Suder-Kompanen mache ich mir Luft. Mir ist bewusst, wenn wir reisen, dann nehmen wir uns selbst mit. Ich frage mich also, ob ich ein Wesen bin, das damit leben muss, zwischen grantig und glückselig hin- und hergeworfen zu sein? Etwa jemand, wo es ständig nicht passt?
Me and my Honda, beim Erkunden der Gegend. Alles grün, eh schön!
Meine Suder-Kompanen und ich stellen fest: ich bin eben satt, ich habe genug! Jetzt gerade habe ich genug und bin „es“ satt –das Reisen satt! Das ist eigentlich schön, denn die Abreise konnte ich ursprünglich kaum erwarten und war zusätzlich bereit, mich hochgradig zu verschulden, um ja nicht zurückkommen zu müssen. Wie das Leben eben so spielt...heute würde ich nach Hause fliegen ...hätte ich mein Zimmer nicht bis Ende Jänner vermietet. Ich bin wieder bereit nach Hause zu kommen und das ist schön. Ich gestehe mir ein, dass Genüge ein lachendes und weinendes Auge mit sich bringt. Zufrieden sein bedeutet eben nichts dringend zu brauchen oder zu müssen und ich bin zufrieden. Wenn du nichts nachjagt, es dich in keine Richtung zieht, tja, wie orientiert man sich dann? Da ist kein Muss, kein Stress mehr, also was tun? Ich bin in den gegenwärtigen Moment geworfen, mit all meinem Sein und kann mich nur noch fragen: Was jetzt? Was möchte bzw. wie möchte ich meine Zeit verbringen? Ganz egal was, Hauptsache mir gefällts? Mein Geist rezitiert eine bekannte Dating-App Phrase: Alles kann, nix muss. Geil, ich werde mit dem Leben also für die nächsten Wochen (bis zum Rückflug im Jänner) ein unverbindliches aber romantisches Tätatät eingehen?! Na dann mach ich das halt, mir ist nämlich grad echt fad.
Eine verlassene Gegend an der Südspitze, auch schön.
Ich beschließe nach drei Tagen Krise mein „Jetzt“ genießen zu müssen und es mir schön zu machen. Meinen Aufenthalt im Cat Bungalow verlängere ich um weitere drei Nächte, da ich die Isolation auf einer Insel für eine gute Idee halte. Im Oman hatte ich bereits mehrere Wochen an einem Ort verbracht, Salalah, das liegt im Süden des Landes. Ich dachte, so ein bisschen auftanken an einem Fleck täte mir gut, aber mir fiel schnell die Decke auf den Kopf. Als Exitstrategie spielte ich mit dem Gedanken, alle Länder der arabischen Halbinsel abzuklappern, habe aber schnell bemerkt, dass das einerseits sehr zeitintensiv und andererseits sehr teuer ist. Die Leute dort haben Geld, oh hoppla und schon offenbart sich ein blinder Fleck in meinem Wissens–Haushalt: Arabische Länder sind reich, sehr reich! Deshalb ist das Leben dort kostspielig. Ich drehe für sechs Wochen jeden Rial dreimal um, bevor ich ihn ausgebe, denn schwupps sind 2,6€ weg und meine Reisekasse leert sich schneller als mir lieb ist. Am Ende ist alles gut, ich bin wirklich erholt und um einen Roadtrip durchs Land reicher. Vollgepackt mit tollen Eindrücken mache ich mich auf die Weiterreise.
Nach meinem Abstecher in den Oman, von Vietnam aus, kehre ich zurück in meine ursprüngliche Destination Süd–Ostasien, denn ich will ja eigentlich nach Indonesien. Um meinen Flug zu erwischen, steige ich in einen Bus und fahre 10 Stunden hoch in die Hauptstadt Maskat. Dort werde ich am Flughafen vom Immigration Service aufgehalten, denn mit dem Visum stimmt etwas nicht (das ist natürlich eine andere Geschichte). Mittlerweile habe ich gelernt, die Ruhe zu bewahren und lächle, denn ich weiß, dass mit dem Visum alles passt und am Ende auch alles gut wird! Nach 20 minütigem Hin und Her darf ich weiterreisen. Ich passiere Reisegruppen in weißen Schutzanzügen mit Maske, Plexiglas-Visier und Handschuhen. Sie sind auf dem Weg nach China -ich glaube im ersten Moment an einen Giftgasangriff. Ich passiere Reisegruppen, gehüllt in weiße Leintücher. Erst Zwanzig, dann dreißig und je weiter ich gehe, desto mehr Männer sehe ich in weißen Leintüchern. An die hundert Reisende trage eine mir noch fremde religiöse Kluft. Begleitet werden sie von Frauen, unterschiedlich gekleidet, mit Kopftüchern. Ich folge ihnen, möchte wissen wohin die Reise geht und was ihre Glaubenszugehörigkeit ist -Jiddha. Jiddha ist der näheste Flughafen zu Mekka, dort sind Nicht-Muslime nicht erlaubt. Das habe ich recherchiert, denn da wollte ich hin. Ich drehe um und gehe zu meinem Gate.
Andere Fluggäste im Muskat Airport beobachten. Ich glaube damit könnte ich Stunden verbringen.
Ich bin glücklich, um 23 Uhr endlich in den Flieger steigen zu können. Oh Neeein...kein Bordkino, kein Plätzchen für die Füße, kein Essen?! Ich stelle fest, dass ich aus Versehen einen Billigflug gebucht habe. Naja, wieder was gelernt -sechseinhalb Stunden bis Phuket. Ich fliege nicht oft, denn ich versuche in der Regel den Bus oder andere Mobilitätsangebote zu nutzen. Durch das Unterwegs-Sein bin ich ein Profi im „Sitz-Schlafen“ geworden. Ich wickle die Fleece-Jacke (Danke an Mutti) um den Hals, die Kappe kommt auf den Kopf (wegen der Lüftung und so), Augenmaske an (bloß zu grelles Licht meiden) und die Regenjacke wird zur Decke (ich brauch das zum Kuscheln). Trotzdem, Spaß macht es in dieser Nacht keinen. Es ist eng, stinkt und fühlt sich an wie ein langer Viehtransport auf einer weiten Landstraße. Die FlugbegleiterInnen sind beeindruckend unfreundlich und ich möchte ihnen den Tipp geben, dass in Wien genau Menschen wie sie im Servicebereich gesucht werden.
Am Flughafen in Phuket angekommen tue ich, was ich bisher noch nie getan habe: ich hebe Geld ab und kaufe, instant, eine Tourist-SIM-Karte für 30 Tage. Mobile Daten bedeuten Unabhängigkeit und ich bin einfach viel zu müde, um dem Angebot zu widerstehen. Auf dem Schild steht vertrauenswürdig „Thailands Number One“ und „Best Offer“, das kann ja nur gut gehen. Später im Hostel treffe ich einen Mitreisenden, wir saßen im selben Flieger und besprechen die gemeinsame Odyssee und das Scheitern am Telekom Stand. „Best Offer“ heißt in diesem Land scheinbar das Dreifache zu zahlen und als „Number One“ bezeichnet sich jeder Anbieter. Mit der überteuerten SIM-Karte im Telefon mache ich mich auf, um den Airport Bus in die Stadt zu finden. „…Das ist gaaaanz einfach…du gehst einfach raus und dann links da steht er…“, hat irgend so ne Lisa in ihrem Reiseblog geschrieben, Blödsinn!
Ich verlasse die Flughafenhalle und stehe inmitten einer Horde verwirrter Europäer mit Koffern, gegenüber ca. genauso viele Thailänder mit laminierten Schildern. Sie fallen liebevoll über uns her wie Straßenkatzen über eine Dose Tunfisch (ich muss das hier so schreiben, denn ich bin mittlerweile gezeichnet von Erlebnissen mit Katzen). „Taxi, Taxi“, rufen die mit den Schildern, sehen mich an, ich sehe sie an, sie lassen mich in Ruhe. Das merke ich oft auf meiner Reise, meinen Begleitern und Begleiterinnen wird öfter versucht etwas anzubieten als mir (an dieser Stelle möchte ich meiner Aura danken!). Mit meinem geilen Rolli, ein metallener Rollwagen der mein mittlerweile viel zu schwer gewordenes Gepäck trägt, fahre ich vorwärts. Auch etwas, das ich auf Reisen gelernt habe: Mach‘ es dir leicht! Ich biege nach links, kein Airport Bus, nur die Horde verwirrter Touristen, die schnell-schnell in Minivans gestopft und abgeschickt wird. Scheiß Lisa, da ist kein Bus, aber ein Schild auf dem 7Eleven steht -Kaffee! Und schon habe ich ein neues Ziel.
Auf dem Weg zu meinem ersehnten Filterkaffee frage ich fünf Leute nach dem Bus (Fragen und um Hilfe bitten– auch etwas, das ich gelernt habe!). Nach dem fünften Mal „yes, yes this way“, frage ich etwas genauer nach (auch etwas, das ich….). Seit meinem Bürokratischen Hürdenlauf im Oman, zwecks einer Visaverlängerung, gehe ich nie wieder „this way“, das schwÖre ich! Wenn man das macht, landet man nämlich entweder am Parkplatz, in der Herrentoilette oder der Führerscheinstelle. In meinem Fall sogar im Registration Office mit 100 Indern ohne Englisch Kenntnisse, die mir freundlicherweise zu erklären versuchen, dass ich hier definitiv falsch bin. Aber meine Auskunftspersonen hatten recht und ich sehe den orangefarbenen Bus…jedoch ist er viel zu weit weg. „Einem Bus und einem Mann läuft man nicht hinterher!“, hat die Oma gesagt. Ich entscheide mich, mit der Jagd auf einen Kaffee fortzufahren und in einen späteren Bus zu steigen.
Fünf Euro ärmer spaziere ich aus dem 7Eleven, in der Hand allerlei Köstlichkeiten: Americano schwarz, Kokoswasser, Kaubonbons mit Erdbeergeschmack, gefülltes Croissant, Kaugummis. Der Bus ist weg, vor mir ein Stand der Sitzplätze für einen Minivan verkauft –Überraschung. Umgerechnet 3€, das ist ein bisschen mehr als für den Airport Bus laut Lisas Auskunft, aber voll okay. „One Ticket please. When is the Bus leaving?“ [Englisch mit einem leicht deutschen Akzent], sage ich. Sie ignoriert meine Frage, ich wittere Verdächtiges und behalte Recht. Sie nimmt mein Geld und erklärt mir danach, dass ich ab jetzt so lange warten müsse bis der Bus voll ist -10 Sitzplätze. Ich bin die Erste - ah eh! Ich hab mein Käffchen, bin zufrieden und setze mich hin. Mir egal, ich hab mal Meditiert und im Yoga gelernt: Atmen geht immer! Mein Zen nimmt mir keiner – schlürfe vom Kaffee und patze mich an.
Blick auf den Airport Bus. Ich muss Lisa noch ne Mail schreiben.
Schneller als gedacht setzt sich der Van in Bewegung und langsamer als gedacht geht die Reise weiter. Wir drehen unsere Runden am Parkplatz und sammeln Stück für Stück verwirrte Touristen ein – halten, ich sehe den orangenen Bus (der steht nämlich beim Domestic Terminal, liebe Lisa!). Eine Stimme in mir sagt: „Spring raus, steig in den Bus! Das geht schneller!“. Ich weiß das, sehe das und bleibe sitzen.
Der inzwischen voll bepackte Van fährt Richtung Süden, Phuket Town ist meine Enddestination. Nach 20 Minuten halten wir an einem Haus und werden gebeten auszusteigen. Der erste Scam frage ich mich? In dem Haus nimmt jeder Mitfahrer, so auch ich, Platz an einem Tisch. Wir weisen unsere Tickets vor und thailändische Damen notieren darauf die Adressen unserer Hotels. Als wir wieder im Bus sitzen, werde ich darauf hingewiesen, dass der Bus nicht zu meinem Hostel fahren wird - „andere Richtung'', sagt sie. Ich reiße mich zusammen, ich will nicht pöbeln, sowas macht man in diesen Breiten nicht. Also blicke ich ihr tief in die Augen und sage: That‘s not cool! Mehr brauche ich nicht für mein persönliches Gefühl der Selbstermächtigung, denn ich habe Google Maps und weiß, ich werde das schon schaffen.
Die Straßen von Phuket Town, klein und fein. Bunte Häuser, Bars und Cafés mit karibischem Charm.
Während der Fahrt trekke ich die Strecke. Wie angekündigt hält der Fahrer in der Nähe meines Hostels, hat aber keine Lust, die 250 Meter weiter zu fahren. Ist okay, ich geh‘ eh gerne. Später stellt sich heraus, dass das hier völlig normal ist und ich mag es irgendwie. Thailänder sind sehr hilfsbereit und freundlich, aber wenn sie keinen Bock haben, dann haben sie eben keinen Bock und warum sollten sie auch. Ich komme aus dem Service und bin mir ziemlich sicher, dass die Leute hier auch nur Mindestlohn bekommen. Sie haben meinen Segen, mir nicht jeden Wunsch erfüllen zu müssen und ich stapfe zu meinem Hostel, winke ein paar Thailändern am Straßenrand, die mir ein freundliches „Hello“ zurufen und bin dahin. Um 8 Uhr morgens bin ich gelandet und mittlerweile ist es 11:30, ich will nur noch einchecken und dann mal eine Runde schlafen, bevor ich zu meinem ersten Stadtspaziergang aufbreche. Na dann: Gute Nacht!
Food Market in Phuket ein wenig außerhalb des Zentrums. So vieles das man kosten und ausprobieren kann, das Sushi war großartig.
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One Day part 4-Rudy Pankow
Alright, my lovelies. I really hope you enjoy this part, i’m slightly nervous about it but fingers crossed.
Warnings: Cursing, angst(?)
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~~ Y/N
You wanted to bang your head against the table, mentally yelling at yourself for the events that unfolded two days ago. For the past forty-some hours you’ve been constantly talking down to yourself, trying not to relive the moment you let your emotions take over your head.
You had a lot of How could you’s and an immense amount of you’re so stupid. Why did you let it happen? Was it being tucked away in his room, thinking about the last summer you spent together? Hearing that he hadn’t gotten rid of any pictures to do with you? The feel of his broad chest warming your back? The whisper of his breath across your shoulder and cheek?
Whatever it was, you ended up shirtless with your nails racking down his chest and his tongue doing delicious things inside your mouth. It happened so quickly, one moment your looking at his pictures and the next you’re hearing him whisper I love you into your mouth.
Fuck, I love you.
It was such a sweet whisper, filled with desperation and following a hungry kiss, but it was enough to douse ice cold water over your whole body because as soon as you pushed him away, you saw the look in his eyes and it scared you.
He meant it.
Every time he told you that he loved you, he got this look in his eyes. As if electricity just rolled through his eyes and made them shine almost neon. As if he was discovering what heaven felt like, just by looking at you. Like you were his whole world and held his heart in your dainty hands. And when he told you two days ago, he had the exact same look in his eyes.
You could see he was shocked by his own confession, like it rolled off of his tongue without a warning but instead of admitting you were still in love with him as well, you felt the tears well up in your eyes because he just once again shattered your heart, without even trying very hard.
In the end, Rudy was leaving. You would be left as a memory inside his head, soon he’d forget his feelings, but you would be left with everything. The heartbreak. The sadness. The abandonment. The love. For a split second, you let yourself believe that one day was starting in that second, but with his murmur you were reminded that his career was just starting and his Hollywood life had no room for you.
“Breakfast really that bad, hon?”
You lifted your head from holding it up above your food and looked to see Penny sliding into the booth across from you. You cleared your throat, straightened your back and looked at your coffee, blinking a few times to get rid of the tears that were welling inside your eyes.
“Hi, Penny,” you said softly, giving her a smile.
Penny’s eyes stayed round as she nodded to your plate, “Not hungry?”
“My eyes are bigger than my stomach,” you said, relaxing into the booth.
“Honey… you haven’t touched it since it was brought out twenty minutes ago.”
You stared at Penny and she briefly tilted her head, you looked over her shoulder and saw Alec and Henning sitting in a booth across the restaurant, they both gave a little wave before Alec threw a piece of toast at Henning, starting an all out food war.
“I’m just not feeling well,” you tried to say, but it came out as a question.
Penny breathed in deeply before resting her arm on the table, her chin in the palm of her hand. “I feel like I have pretty good mother’s intuition, yeah?” she asked, “good relationship with my sons?”
Your eyebrows pulled together, wondering where Penny was going with this. You nodded slowly before she continued, “I don’t do a lot of meddling in their lives to make things easier, I let them work out problems, right?”
“Um,” you hummed, still confused as hell.
“I watched you and Rudy pine over each other for two years. I watched you two learn how to love, I was there for every fight, almost every happy moment.” Her soft smile faltered. “I didn’t tell Rudy how bad of an idea it was to break up with you, because I knew you two could do long distance. I saw you both fall apart and try to pick up the pieces.”
You chin wobbled at her words and you quickly looked away. Along with Henning, Penny was another person you didn’t talk about your heart break with because she was Rudy’s mom. You had your own to run too and you never wanted to put her in an awkward position, but her words were really hitting you square in the chest.
“Honey, I can’t sit back and watch you two do this to one another.”
“He’s leaving,” you whispered. “He’ll forget about me.”
Penny went silent for a moment, and you could have sworn she was agreeing with you in the midst of the silence until she said your name softly. “Y/N, he hated this pretty girl for about three months. When they ended things, his one explanation was, and I quote, ‘She wasn’t Y/N’.”
You looked up at her, surprised but Penny wasn’t. She offered a half smile and slid out of her seat. She stood next to you and kissed your head, “give him a chance.”
You looked at her as she stepped away, heading back to her sons. You sighed, her words leaving your brain feeling jumbled. Instead of her easing your on going mental war, it only made it worse and you ended up just not touching your breakfast and going to work with your head in the clouds.
“Listen, I gotta tell you something, but I don’t think you’re going to care.” Kennedy said as you sat in your family room and watching some TV.
You two had been on the phone for the last twenty minutes. It was late evening and your parents were out at dinner with friends, you didn’t really feel like being social so you opted out of meeting some friends at a bar and Kennedy had just walked into the bar because you could hear the music in the background. “What’s up?” you asked, laying down on the couch.
“Tucker is here, wrapped around some girl.” Kennedy said with hesitation clear in her voice.
There was no blow, no hurt that rippled through your chest because technically you two weren’t together. It almost made you feel better that Tucker was with someone else, so you didn’t have to feel guilty for being stuck in your feelings about Rudy.
“Good,” you murmured, “maybe now I wont have to have the ‘we shouldn’t see each other anymore’ speech.”
“That would be ideal,” Kennedy said and sighed. “Are you sure you’re okay, Y/N?”
“I’m good,” you lied. You just wanted to be alone tonight.
“Rudy’s here,” she said softly. “You should come out.”
“I just want to be alone,” you said and tried to give your tone a bit more pep. “Listen, have fun tonight, okay?”
“Yeah,” Kennedy sounded unconvinced but you two hung up.
Penny’s words rang deeply inside your head and had been doing so all day. You were almost over it, over the self doubt and the sadness and heartbreak, but you needed one last night before you started to pick yourself up again. You didn’t see a light at the end of the tunnel, but one day you would. Soon, Penny would see that you and Rudy weren’t meant to be.
The idea of a future without Rudy in your life made tears well in your eyes.
I’m not ready for that…
You groaned and sat up. You made your way into the kitchen and grabbed out bottle of wine, but when you started uncorking it the doorbell rang. You first thought was that it was the girls coming to your rescue because you guys never allowed each other to wallow alone. Then the thought of Jamie flickered across your mind because you knew Kennedy would flap her lips to him and he would fly to you, but when you opened the door you realized you were completely wrong.
“Hey,” Rudy breathed, shoving his hands into the front pockets of his jeans and looking at you.
“Rudy,” you stumbled over his name, confused. “What’re you doing here?”
Rudy stood in front of you in dark jeans and one of his old high school soccer sweatshirts, his light hair still unruly but he had shaven and his cheeks looked smooth. His eyes looked tired as he looked down at you, breathing in your sweats and t-shirt. For a split second, you wondered if his mom spoke to him and if she did, what did she say to him?
“Kenn, uh, she told me you were staying in tonight,” he said, as if that gave him a good excuse as to why he was standing on your porch at 10:30 at night when all of your friends, plus his co-star, was at a bar in town.
Remembering Chase, you looked around him to see if his friend was in his truck, but no one was there, so you looked back at him. Rudy closed his eyes and breathed out in a heavy puff of air, when he pried them back open he stared at you and began to crumble.
“I just,” He groaned, “fuck.”
You stomach swirled nervously as you held onto the doorknob, steadying yourself. He pulled a hand from his pocket and he touched his stomach, “I just gotta say something, then I’ll go. I’ll leave you alone.”
You went to say his name, tell him not to bother because you couldn’t stomach it. You didn’t want to hear about how he still loves you, or how he couldn’t continue believing in one day because either way you would be left heart broken. He tells you he loves you, then what? Long distance?
“I’m not giving up on us, I can’t give up, Y/N.” he breathed, as if his words knocked the air out of his lungs and he was struggling to breathe as he looked at you. His blue eyes searching yours. “I know you think I have but forgetting you would be impossible, learning to unlove you is like me trying to learn how to perform brain surgery, it’s just, it’s impossible, Y/N. It’s never going to happen.”
Your bottom lip quivered as a barely there smile touched his face, hanging a hand on the doorframe. “Rudy,” you whispered.
“I don’t expect you to love me the same way you did when we were kids, you have walls up and your guarded and scared, but I’m going to keep pushing. I’m going to break down these walls, you will love me unconditionally again.” He said, bringing his free hand to his chest, touching the space where his heart lay. “I refuse to give up on the way I feel about you, because fuck the distance. If I have to fly out every month to see you, or fly you to sets, I don’t give a fuck anymore, Y/N, because I love you.”
Tears rolled down your cheeks and you quickly wiped them away.
“I’m not standing here, expecting you to tell me you feel the same way, because I know it’s going to be a fight.” He reached out and touched his hand to your chin, tilting your eyes up to look at him. “Baby, if you want to date other people then that’s fine, but they better be prepared to fight for you, because we both know I love to play dirty and I’ll do whatever it takes to make us happen.”
Stunned. Shocked. Astounded. All of the above was how you felt by his words. Rudy’s thumb brushed over your cheekbone as he took you in. No words passed between you two for a few seconds, his words ringing around inside of your head.
Rudy stepped closer and leaned down, your eyes fluttering closed as his face neared yours. You felt the soft glide of his lips in the corner of your mouth. It was soft, a barely there kiss but your heart fluttered so deeply you felt it in your toes. He smelled delicious, like his musky cologne mixed with the Alaskan fresh air. He smelled like Rudy and it warmed your body.
When he pulled away, his fingers dragged down your jaw and over your neck, sending goosebumps throughout every inch of your skin. He was still wearing his gentle smile when he turned away from you, leaving you melting on the floor because you believed every gentle threat in his words.
Rudy was about to give the fight of his life, and he wasn’t letting you go so easily.
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Cocklebur Art
Cocklebur — Grunge Art by kenne Cocklebur was firstScience used the ideaCreated velcro. Used to fasten thingsWithout a hammer and nails. — kenne
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Chessi Eder lost the majority of her family before the Calamity and everyone save her father’s brother--who she calls “Uncle Les”--during the Calamity. For that reason, she’s very willing to do anything he asks, even when it’s detrimental to her well being.
Tanaquil Ul’nia owes her life to a Dataq healer who found her after a pair of Dothral took exception to the Viera sniffing around their territory. The unexpected side effect of the Dataq’s aetherial healing was Tanaquil developing Xaela-style scaling on her body.
“Summer” is the closest she could come to translating the name the pixies of Il Mheg gave her. Iala Kenn--relating to the turning of seasons, when she was found, and a ‘bright spirit’ that she was recognized to have--seemed to confuse people outside of Il Mheg, so she figured out that “Summer” caught the essence of her name. And she just really liked the way “Bellmayne” sounds.
Dawne Strider learned the old Auri language during her months living on the Steppes and it almost never fails to surprise any Au Ra who discovers this.
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Miniature Bull Terriers
Temperament:
- Upbeat, Mischievous, Comical, Fearless, “Terrier fire”
Size:
- Height: 10-14 in @ the shoulders
- Weight: 18-28 lbs
Life Expectancy:
- 11-14 yrs
- activity levels tend to slow down around 11-12 yrs
About:
- Almost exactly like the Bull Terrier
- Square, muscular, strong for their size
- Large, egg-shaped head and dark, triangular eyes
Nutrition:
- In order to not change a dog’s diet too fast, find out what your new puppies diet was at the breeder’s.
- For a day or two a puppy may not eat because of the new surrounding, any longer than that; contact a vet.
- Don’t leave food down for a puppy if it doesn’t clear it.
- If the puppy experiences any other symptoms, then contact a vet
- If not, the puppy is most likely ‘training the owner’, bull terriers tend to do this, don’t put the food back down and continue with feeding normally.
- Follow breeder/vet advice on portions; bull terriers are sensitive to becoming overweight.
- Ask your breeder for a natural method feeding chart
- Bull terriers have very powerful jaws and can chew off and swallow pieces of bones which can cause blockages in the digestive system.
- Don’t give your mini bull terrier bones
- Raw hide chews should NEVER be given to bull terriers (including minis!)
- They can be swallowed and get stuck in the throat
Grooming
- Minis have fast growing nails, regular trimming is needed
- Minis are prone to “eye boogers”, just use a damp clothe to wipe them away and then a dry cloth to dry whenever you spot these
- At home weekly ear checks, look for wax (use a cotton ball to gently remove any wax), or infection (redness, swelling, bad odors). If any signs of infection, contact a vet
- Regular teeth brushing and vet cleanings
- Regular baths (every three months, unless your mini plays in dirt or mud (which is not unlikely!) then use a bristle brush to remove dirt then bathe immediately.)
- Use a hypoallergenic shampoo, minis have very sensitive skin.
- Outside shedding season a weekly once-over with a soft brush or a hound glove is all that’s needed for a well groomed bull terrier!
- During the twice a year shedding season (spring and fall) a daily once-over is recommended.
Basic Brushing
You’ll need: a bristle brush, a fine-tooth comb, and a grooming glove
1. Use bristle brush, start at head and work down he dog’s body, ending with the hind flanks (the space between the hip and thigh) and the tail. Be gentle but thorough!
2. Use the comb, use long strokes to remove loose hair.
3. Use the grooming glove.
4. (Opt.) Spritz a little conditioning spray or rub on a bit of coconut oil
Exercise
- Mini bull terriers require enough exercise to keep good muscle tone.
- Preferably access to a yard but can live in a sizable apartment or condo.
- A moderate walk daily is needed after the 1 year point
- NOT AN OUTSIDE DOG
- A “sudden lameness” can occur in puppies
- Puppies’ joints can’t handle the energy the puppy wants to exert
- Minimum exercise, no jumping up and down from heights, or sudden stops at high speeds for puppies
Training
- Minis will usually require a trainer with a firm hand and a gentle voice, with patience and a good sense of humor
- Clicker training is recommended
- Positive, light, and fun training that keeps the terrier’s attention is most effective
- Heavy socialization from 8-20 wks is essential, and starting training early is a good idea
- Canine Good Citizen programs are awesome!
- Some cool trainers listed by state below!
Health
Ask your breeder for:
- Health tests performed on sire and dam (father and mother)
- Results on heart and kidney issues, deafness, luxating patellas (a kneecap disorder), and primary lens luxation (dislocation of the eye lens) tests
Recommended Health Tests:
- BEAR Testing
- Kidney-Urine Analysis
- Opthalmologist Exam
- Cardiac Exam
- PLL DNA Test
- May have issues with glaucoma, lens luxation, and deafness
- Susceptible to kidney disease
- Regular hearing and eye exams are highly recommended.
Official Breed Club Health Statement
History
- Bull terriers were created as fighting dogs in 1830s England
- Cross between bulldogs and (now extinct) english terriers
- Soon a mini version was worked on to use as above-ground ratters (it’s exactly what is sounds like.)
- Recognized by the American Kennel Club in 1991 as their 134th breed.
Other Future Owner Info
Energy Level: Energetic
Children: Better with older children
Barking: Likes to be vocal
- Can’t be home alone for too long
- Will get bored and tear apart everything
- They can suffer from separation anxiety which can cause nonstop barking and chasing of the tail incessantly
- Incredibly affectionate
- Unneutered male don’t get along with other males
Breeders:
Puppies avaliable June 2020 in Georgia - DILLIGAF MBT
Breed Club Rescue: Miniature Bull Terrier Club of America
Breed Club Rescue Name: Kathy Brosnan
Breed Club Rescue Email: [email protected]
Breed Club Rescue Link: https://www.mbtca.org/
California: [email protected] / Lil’itch (AKC Breeder of Merit)
Canada: [email protected] / JewelsMBTS
Colorado: [email protected] / Bantam
Connecticut: 203-710-9971 / Olmar Kennels (AKC Breeder of Merit)
Delaware: [email protected] / Ironhead
Florida: [email protected] / Minnehaha
Illinois: [email protected] / Sly Dog Kenne
Kentucky: [email protected] / Old Forge
Michigan: michkdm@yahoo / Ironwood
Missouri: [email protected] / Eggstream (AKC Breeder of Merit)
Montana: [email protected] / Big Sky
New Hampshire: [email protected] / Ann Wiggins
New York: [email protected] / Anchor Up
Ohio: [email protected] / Omega (AKC Breeder of Merit)
Oregon: [email protected] / Calypso (AKC Breeder of Merit)
South Carolina: [email protected] / Menusha (AKC Breeder of Merit)
Texas: [email protected] / Sunrise (AKC Breeder of Merit)
Virginia: [email protected] / Patronus (AKC Breeder of Merit)
Wisconsin: [email protected] / Kenron
Trainers:
Alabama: Island Dog LLC / Hunstville, AL
Alaska: Your Dog ETC / Anchorage, AK
Arizona: Obedient Beat K9 Training / Phoenix, AZ
Arkansas: Clay’s Top Dog / Conway, AR
California: California Academy of Dog Training, LLC / Downey, CA
Colorado: Noble Beast Dog Training / Denver, CO
Connecticut: Secret Lake Dog Training, LLC / Avon, CT
Delaware: Positive Results Dog Training, LLC / Wilmington, DE
Florida: Jacksonville Pawsitive Training, Inc. / Jacksonville, FL
Georgia: Pups To Pockets, LLC / Peachtree Corners, GA
Hawaii: Pro Dog Hawaii / Kaneohe, HI
Idaho: Canine Companions of Pocatello / Pocatello, ID
Illinois: Torbel’s Canine Connection / Bourbonnais, IL
Indiana: Over The Rainbow Dogs, LLC / Muncie, IN
Iowa: Top Canine Solutions, LLC / Cambridge, IA
Kansas: Daiger Dog Training, LLC / Kansas City, MO
Kentucky: Dependable Partners Dog Training, LLC / Louisville, KY
Louisiana: Dog Gone Right, LLC / Hammond, LA
Maine: Pamela Belcher / [email protected] / Eliot, ME
Massachusetts: PetSmart, Chicopee MA / 413-377-2883 / Chicopee, MA
Michigan: FIDO Personal Dog Training, LLC / Ferndale, MI
Minnesota: Dog Talk Training MN / Coon Rapids, MN
Mississippi: Pawsitive Companionship, LLC / Memphis, TN
Missouri: Spry Dogs / St. Louis, MO
Montana: Intelligent Canine / Billings, MT
Nebraska: Big Moose Dog Training / Malmo, NE
Nevada: imPETus Animal Training by Holistic Hounds / Las Vegas, NV
New Hampshire: Wagging Tail Academy, LLC / Hollis, NH
New Jersey: Dogstar Training NJ, LLC / Aberdeen & Hightstown, NJ
New Mexico: Good Dog Training Center & Doggie Resort, LLC / Rio Rancho, NM
New York: Drew Watson Pups / New York, NY
North Carolina: CANINE PawRTNERS / [email protected] / Charlotte, NC
North Dakota: Captain’s Canine / West Fargo, ND
Ohio: Pups Grow Up, LLC / Dayton, OH
Oklahoma: Elizabeth R. Maupin / [email protected] / Moore, OK
Oregon: Auntie Sally Dog & Puppy Training / Milwaukie, OR
Pennsylvania: Grandma’s Dog Daycare / Pittsburgh, PA
Rhode Island: Patience Inspired Dog Training / Coventry, RI
South Carolina: Bright Mind Canine Services / Charleston, SC
South Dakota: Tenacious Dog Training / Sioux Falls, SD
Tennessee: Ren’s Pups, LLC / Hendersonville, TN
Texas: Smart Dog Dallas / Dallas, TX
Utah: Three Little Pits Pawsitive Dog Training / Kamas, UT
Vermont: Diamond in the Ruff Dog Training / Burlington, VT
Virginia: Paw in Hand Training / Catharpin, Va
Washington: Matters of the Canine Kind LLC / Tacoma, WA
West Virginia: Wee Beasties, LLC / Danese, WV
Wisconsin: Best Paw Forward / Menomonee Falls, WI
Wyoming: Progressive School for Dogs, LLC / Greeley, CO
Sources:
- https://www.akc.org/dog-breeds/miniature-bull-terrier/
- https://www.petmd.com/dog/breeds/c_dg_miniature_bull_terrier
- http://thebullterrierclub.org/ownership/feeding-3/
- https://apdt.com/
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Tagged By: @unitedindistaste , thanks love!! 💞
Rules: bold the ones that are true, and tag 15 (some) people
APPEARANCE: I’m over 5’5” // I wear glasses/contacts // I have blonde hair // I prefer loose clothing to tight clothing // I have one or more piercings // I have at least one tattoo // I have blue eyes // I have dyed or highlighted my hair // I have gotten plastic surgery // I have or had braces // I sunburn easily // I have freckles // I paint my nails // I typically wear makeup // I don’t often smile // I am pleased with how I look // I prefer Nike to Adidas // I wear baseball hats backwards
HOBBIES AND TALENTS: I play a sport // I can play an instrument // I am artistic // I know more than one language // I have won a trophy in some sort of competition // I can cook or bake without a recipe // I know how to swim // I enjoy writing // I can do origami // I prefer movies to tv shows // I can execute a perfect somersault // I enjoy singing // I could survive in the wild on my own (not sure how long tho) // I have read a new book series this year // I enjoy spending time with friends // I travel during school or work breaks // I can do a handstand
RELATIONSHIPS: I am in a relationship // I have been single for over a year // I have a crush // I have a best friend I have known for ten years // my parents are together // I have dated my best friend // I am adopted // my crush has confessed to me // I have a long distance relationship // I am an only child // I give advice to my friends // I have made an online friend // I met up with someone I have met online
AESTHETICS: I have heard the ocean in a conch shell // I have watched the sun rise // I enjoy rainy days // I have slept under the stars // I meditate outside // the sound of chirping calms me // I enjoy the smell of the beach // I know what snow tastes like // I listen to music to fall asleep // I enjoy thunderstorms // I enjoy cloud watching // I have attended a bonfire // I pay close attention to colours // I find mystery in the ocean // I enjoy hiking on nature paths // Autumn is my favorite season
MISCELLANEOUS: I can fall asleep in a moving vehicle // I am the mom friend // I live by a certain quote // I like the smell of sharpies // I am involved in extracurricular activities // I enjoy Mexican food // I can drive a stick-shift // I believe in true love // I make up scenarios to fall asleep // I sing in the shower // I wish I lived in a video game // I have a canopy above my bed // I am multiethnic // I am a redhead // I own at least three dogs
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as always everyone who wants to do this one is welcome to, and no pressure to anyone I tagged :)
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Succession season 2 finale liveblog
It's too bad I got spoiled about Kendall being on TV in the finale because now I'm convinced he's going in.
I wonder if Greg is going to somehow get his grandad's inheritance and save Logan. I believe him when he says he's honest but if he's trying to eat time he's doing a good time.
What do the two columns mean on the paper.
His phone has huge text lmao.
Did shiv deliver on her promise? To kill people?
Tom has the right idea lmao. Poor Greg.
Holy shit that's a big boat.
Connor I can't read your face. But is there a good one. no, lol. That poor tablet. She's so dramatic.
Poor Roman. Where is Dad?
That poor lady wearing gloves. Please dont fuck the help. Poor Greg.
And they really are siblings
Shiv successfully avoided, so far, a return to childhood and even matured.
So what's the catch.
Roman gonna get abused but Logan is reading them really well. No wonder he doesn't feel good about this.
Jaime is a good character for nailing things without being important. He left lmao.
Logan really does sound genuine when he lies. Is he asking Kenneth indirectly to be meat?
Connor is sooo fucking mad, lmao. Everyone feels a target on their back. Poor Frank.
You are not real people lmaooooo.
Logan sees right through people. Is this when Tom admits he doesn't a threesome. Noooooooo shiv :-(
Logan misses Marcia.
Did he just ask to make sure people would say No. No one wants to suggest someone outside the table. Everyone fucks Gerri Jesus Christ.
They're gonna need a Roy. No one suggested Ken.
Is this Shiv going to be mature. She fucked up and doesn't want to admit it.
Holy shit Tom might go off. Hahahahahahahaha
She sorta does want to give up Tom but won't.
I wanna see Tom throw a shit fit in front of Logan one day.
Logan can't ask Ken to go to jail because then there's basically 0 hold over him but Ken doesn't know this.
Oh but he is a killer, that's the thing.
He truly doesn't think that boy was anyone. Jesus Christ. These people are awful and somehow the murderer is like 2nd best.
And ken is being honest.
Roman stumbled into the thing with Gerri too. I can't believe Kenn is proud to do this.
Poor Greg lmaoooooo. Greg take your grandad's money and run.
Lotta buildup to this.... Will he stay on script?
Shiv didn't end up a little girl like Kendall did but maybe I'm being superficial.
Nice disorienting cinematography.
Dude. Dude. Off script. Off script. Off script. Off script. Off script. What the fuck. What the fuck. Poor Greg.
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