#pet posts

[bones-of-a-rabbit]

ladis and gemmelmins. may i present to you,

my tiny new son, Black Jack <3

he's a miniature lop! and he is very tiny and a little bit dumb and very very soft and likes throwing things around at six in the morning. so far his favorite foods are snap peas, cardboard, and kale <3

[doctorbleed]

My constant companion and best little man, Pecker (named by mom after the 1998 John Waters film Pecker, she didn't get the offensive implications lol) nicknamed "Pepper."

The rest of the post is gonna be a downer. If you aren't in the mood for that, just enjoy the absolutely adorable dog pictures and keep scrolling.

Today, my dog passed away in his home very suddenly, in his sleep. He had been fighting a long battle with heart disease and due to his age and genetic factors the condition spread too quickly and too strongly to be effectively treated. My father took care of him for his final days, as our boy was constantly loved, hugged, protected and nurtured by family who loved him.

He was a happy, playful boy. Full of life and always moving around, even near the end he was getting up and walking a few times, lifting his head up and occasionally wagging his tail. He lived to the ripe old age of 15.

Some fast facts about him:

Pecker:

Got the name "Tick-Tick" because of the sound his nails would make everywhere he'd walk

Also got the nickname "Kramer" because he liked to kick open my door

We liked to call him "Pepper" in front of company, and "Peckerwood" which we later found out isn't actually another word for "woodpecker" but something more offensive. Oof! But he made it funny. We liked to call him "Peck-Peck-Peckerwood!" when he trotted into a room.

He never hurt a living creature in his life or caused anyone pain. Except some guy named Anthony, the only person he ever bit lol. Crazy lil guy.

One time I went walking him a little girl saw him and petted him. Then, a bunch of kids came running from around the corner to love up on him and pet him because they were so excited.

Walking him, a couple times a little kid would pet him and say hi to him. One time while strutting around and drinking something, he proclaimed "I know that dog!"

One time I put a lolipop in front of his face expecting him to lick it, and he bit it instead.

As a puppy, he liked to "accidentally" knock over pop cans and drink the spillage.

He was the first pup to be picked out of the litter, and the runt.

He loved snow, probably because of his big fur coat.

Despite being a tiny little mop, he had a furious bark. One time two cops came to our door and the dog barked so loud they walked off the porch. Later they asked my dad "what kind of monster dog do you have in there?" and he poked his little head out, and they were SO annoyed and embarrassed.

Was about 3 feet long and roughly 2 feet tall.

One time when he was a puppy I watched him whimper in fear about a jump he was about to make: jumping off a couch onto big fluffy pillow. We called it a "crash pad."

When he first came home my sister was a sobbing mess after getting dumped. He came up to her her and licked her nose and she stopped crying instantly.

One time I stayed over a friend's house and came home in the middle of the night, I petted him, and he turned and nodded at me like it was nothing. Then he, in a half-awake state, realized what was going on and rocked himself excitedly awake to greet me.

RIP Pecker. You had a funny name but you were the best dog I could ever ask for. You will be missed <3.

"For though I be absent in the flesh, yet am I with you in the spirit, joying and beholding your order, and the stedfastness of your faith in Christ." - Colossians 2:5

[asmrtist-brainrot]

Allow me to bless your eyes.

Meet Finny

and his brother Sammie

They're my roommates' cats buttt, I do adore these fluffy lil monsters

Enjoy 💕

~ Dari

[amaros-system]

reblog to pet prev

[42-clocks]

[image ID: Bernie Sanders meme with a small aromantic flag captioned “I am once again asking for you to include aromantics in your pride art/posts/merch” End ID]

[pansyproud]

when i say i want to be bred, i don’t mean one creampie and done. give me round after round of your cum. give me so much of your seed we’re using it as lube. i wanna feel the burning heat against my cervix, filling my little pussy until it’s pouring down my thighs, pooling on the sheets, and don’t forget to plug my cunt up after so i always know who owns me

[bumblingest-bee]

jurassic park has a good philosophical message but unfortunately the only thing i ever take away from watching jurassic park is "god i wish i could go to jurassic park." like yeah it's a blatantly obvious don't create the torment nexus scenario, but this torment nexus has DINOSAURS.

[staffs-secret-blog]

[yardsards]

just remembered the other day a teen approached me holding a rapidly melting chunk of ice in his hand and asked if i wanted to buy a "limited edition pet rock"

[postdespair]

[bbunny-bugzz]

ppl who think u can't be bred by a strap r so stupid and boring. where's your imagination?? where's your fucking whimsy??? i WILL be pinned down and bred by the strap and i WILL ENJOY IT!!!!!!

[black-salt-cage]

ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚

[demigods-posts]

currently obsessed with the idea of everyone viewing percy as a forced to never be messed with. for the sea is unpredictable and does not like to be restrained and all that jazz. except, frank and hazel. who only see him as just a little guy. a soldier left to his own devices out on the streets with nothing to comfort him but a panda pillow pet and a lingering memory of a girl he loves. he's just a little guy you guys.

[bunnypuppyboy]

[subby-fluffybunny]

Lazily play with my clit while we watch a movie. Don’t make me cum, don’t even make me edge, but just play with it and make me into a whiny, empty-headed mess for you, while you shush me because you’re trying to watch the movie, so you tell me to stop squirming or you’ll start slapping it 😵‍💫🐇

This post is about lesbian sex, men & minors DNI

[dystopic-post-tropic]

The Drop In

Pt 1

Your landlord has left. You return to the living room to decompress and you let out a sigh of relief. Just as you're about to sit down, there's another knock at the door.

“What now," you exclaim as you stomp your way to the door. You make it to the landing and before you take the first step, you see me standing in the doorway; smiling at you.

I don't say a word. Instead, I make may way up the stairs and I stop to kiss you when I'm on a step that puts us at the same height. Our lips remain locked as I make the final few steps. I pull you into me and you feel a pillowy crinkle.

I giggle and reach into my pocket. I pull an ounce out. "Fresh pickup for my baby. It's one of my favorite strains: Wedding Cake. It's got that name for a few reasons. *😈*” You lead the way to the living room or wherever we go to smoke our faces off. I get to say hi to all the cats along the way.

A few shotguns later, you're laying in my lap and we're already half naked. But we haven't let the Wedding Cake take over just yet. Lots of kissing, teasing, cuddling and stroking. The room is hazy with love and the air is wet with passion.