#pittie pup

[moonlight26posts-blog]

In Baltimore Co., MD: Over Capacity: Young Pup Needs Rescue or Savvy Adopter ASAP!

Baltimore County Animal Services is seeking rescue placement or an experienced adopter for Julian. Julian is only 1 year old and 57 pounds. Julian arrived as a stray and his owner never claimed him. Julian is a big sweetheart, but has had no training and will need a lot of work from someone who is willing to train him, as well as give him the exercise and mental stimulation he needs. Julian was treated for a URI and because of how full we were one of our fosters took him in while he was on treatment. His foster said:

“Julian is such a love. He showed signs of abuse (flinched/ran away when we went to pet him or moved objects towards him) and was cautious but curious of my husband for the first day or two. But with some patience, lots of pets and some treats he completely trusted us and wanted to be attached to our hips. He's a complete goofball and full of playful energy. He loves his toys, especially rope toys and loves to play tug. He could be jumpy and tried a time or two to hump when he became overly aroused or frustrated, but quickly caught on with training. He knows sit, off, leave it, and go to bed. He's crate trained and mostly housebroken but has a hard time holding it for long periods of time. Despite some jumping when overly excited, he's actually very well mannered and easy going when he's just hanging out, relaxing or playing with you. He hasn't shown any resource guarding with toys or food and will sit and wait for his food (still working on it). He's very sloppy with his kisses and will nuzzle into you and try to nibble on your ear. He's the biggest love and just a big baby. He did show some separation anxiety (barking/whining) but I think part of it was frustration from not being able to be with us but hearing us. He didn't want to be in the backyard by himself and made sure we supervised whenever he explored. He can be pretty needy and I think would do best in a home where the person works from home or people are home most of the day because he just wants to be by someone's side. He wasn't around my dog but caught a glimpse of her and showed no reaction, as well as saw my cat and had no reaction.”

Julian really is a good boy who just needs to learn what is expected of him. He is up to date on vaccines, neutered, and heartworm negative. If you are interested in pulling Julian, or have any questions, please let us know! Adopters are welcome to visit our adoptable pets Tuesdays-Sundays 12pm-5pm.

Thank you,

Megan Phillabaum

Rescue Coordinator

Baltimore County Animal Services

13800 Manor Road

Baldwin, MD 21013

410-887-7297

mphillabaum@baltimorecountymd.gov

To see other animals in need of rescue, visit here: https://www.baltimorecountymd.gov/departments/animal-services/rescue-partners

Baltimorecountymd.gov/animalservices

[clancysjumpsuit]

12 hour work day. someone kill me 🤠

[revenantghost]

Heard you like seeing cats, so I want to show you the kitty cats of my roommates

I hope your furry friends will be fine and good <3 <3 <3

OH MY GOODNESS!!!!!!! WHAT LOVELY BABIES!!!!!!!!! I love them dearly

Thank you <3 <3 <3

[naemors]

I GOT A NEW PUP

[kiestrokes]

You know one of the things I didn’t anticipate in this life is; walking out of the bathroom, after washing the dog to feel like I just exited the wildest rave. Instead of glitter you’re covered in dog hair.

[booabummer]

[birdbeep1s]

recently added a new member to our now-polycule :] spent the day with them for the first time a couple weeks ago, and i painted the lovelyyy feelings that saturated the day

[dark-and-kawaii]

begging and pleading for more mean raphael 😭🙏🏻 the way you write is so ajahdhejdjsj i literally check your blog DAILY

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ The Devils Entertainment ˖⟡˚౨ৎ⋆

Summary: Raphael uses you like the eager pup you are, using you as a precious little cum dump. That’s all you’re good for anyway, to entertain him until he grows bored.

♡ Content: NSFW - Degrading - Used - Creampie - Mean Raphael

♡ Notes: Whaa!!! Thank you darling (˚ ˃̣̣̥⌓˂̣̣̥ )!!!! I can’t believe you check my blog daily, like wow!!! I really hope this satisfies your mean Raphael needs!!!

Raphael fucks you raw until you’re begging, crying for him to cum inside you. Until your mind has completely blanked out. The man- the devil, always makes your body his own, his hands bruising your hips, your throat, your wrists as he manhandles you into the perfect position to pound your abused cunt, “You bend so easily, little pup. It’s almost dull.” He laughs low, his grip on your hip tightens as you sob his name, your arms barely keeping your chest off the ground.

Your body is sore and used, your mind exhausted, unable to do much more than feel the pleasure of his thick cock, his cum leaking from your swollen, aching cunt… “I barely exert any effort, and there you go, crumbling at the seams. It's like you were made to be broken. Pitty. I like when they can at least put up a decent fight.”

You whine when the devil pulls out, leaving your core empty so he can watch his seed spill from you. His voice is cruel as he chuckles, watching you intently, “So eager to fall apart. I wonder-“ he places his hand on his chin, “do you enjoy it? The descent, the collapse? It seems to come so naturally to you.”

You're not sure how to respond. You don't have the strength or mind to argue, not that he'd ever listen to anything you say anyway. Not that you mind being treated in such a manner…

He leans in close, his nose pressed to the shell of your ear, his breath hot, sending chills through your tired body, “Each time I think you've hit the bottom, you find a new way to disappoint me. It's an art form, really, your knack for disappointing me."

You don't have the strength to move. He grabs your chin and forces your head to the side, making you look at him, his lips against your skin, his words a dark, twisted promise, “You’re not worth my time I’m afraid, only good for one thing and that’s a hole for me to fill. But don’t worry, if you wish to get off little mouse, Haarlep will happily keep you company.”

You wanted to tell him no, that you’d do better, that you’d get him the crown and all would be well, that you worshiped him like some kind of god- like an archdevil, but the words wouldn’t come. And even if they did, would it matter? You know this is what your devil likes, tormenting you. Using you, breaking you... Watching as Haarlep his precious incubus fucks the almost ever living life out of you. Stroking his cock as you call out to him while impaled on Haarlep’s grossly thick cock.

This was your life now, a plaything for the devil and all you could do was nod with a lazy fucked out smile. Your body limp as Raphael lifts you up, tossing you on his bed near Haarlep’s lap, “do try to make this an entertaining performance, Haarlep.”

The incubus nods, lifting you into their lap, “Oh, little pet~” Haarlep moans, their hands roaming over your tired body.

Raphael chuckles, sitting on a plush chair across from the bed, a bottle of wine in hand as he watches the show.

[theoriginalmarke]

THREE KINGS THURSDAY

My latest experiment with the Omnia camp oven was a batch of chocolate chip cookies. The cookies that come frozen in little cubes you have to break apart. I don't know anything about baking so it was a total learning experience.

For example, I learned that cookies continue to cook after you remove them from the heat so timing is everything. I also learned that you have to make sure your camp oven needs to be placed evenly over the flame or one side will get a little overly crispy.

Overall, they came out well though three or four of them were burned on the bottom.

Lulu is enjoying the Floofer visits but she still gets overly excited. Floofer ignores the dog, probably because the kittens grew up with a pack of pittie pups next door. All he wants to do is snuggle and purr when I bring him in.

I continue watching the Furball Farm live feeds and even stream it on the TV now. They only take cats from professional trappers rescued from feral colonies and they do a great job with them.

If I could set up my own rescue it would be for the difficult cats that most shelters considered non-adoptable for behavior issues. The scared ones that hide, the hissy ones, the misunderstood ones.

Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to go eat a cookie.

I love you, baby. Thank you for taking in this hissy stray. PURRR...

Y'all have a great day.

[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 349. brb x oc

a/n: uwu once again tumblr cut it short. n i c e i love this (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

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He checks his phone early in the morning, he left Bea in the room so she could sleep in alongside the kids. He sipped his coffee while leaning his lower back against the counter, sans shirt with his sweatpants on. “Email I’m gonna reply later,spam,spam,ohh, discount? Nice.” he chuckles as he stars it.

It was Sunday and Bea’s family asked them to join for lunch, since it was the first time in a while that all the Schiavoni kids were together. He knew they still had time, so he didn’t have to worry about that. Jolene lies by his feet, the pittie was quietly snoring while her pups were inside the twins’ and Nicole’s room, keeping him company that morning.

The last email he saw was the confirmation about his promotion. So…next week. He inhales, rereading the email over and over before he arches his brows, ‘Damn.” he whispers, the little anxiety bug crawling up inside his stomach, “Next week…my promotion is next week Jojo.” the dog huffs in reply.

Rooster sat there for a moment, contemplating the upcoming changes. The weight of the promotion settled on his shoulders,and he exhales again. Jolene, sensing his mood, nudged her head against his leg, offering a comforting presence.

"Yeah, girl," Rooster mumbled, absentmindedly stroking Jolene's fur. "Next week is gonna be a big one."

As he sipped his coffee, he allowed his thoughts to wander. The promotion seemed so far away a few days ago, he doesn’t know what happened…well, no, he knew what happened, time went by…but in reality, he was…still getting used to all this. He didn’t know why he was nervous.

The sound of footsteps approached, and Rooster looked up to see Beatrice, her hair tousled from sleep, wearing a cozy sweater and leggings. Her eyes held a warmth that made Rooster's heart skip a beat.

"Morning," she greeted,rubbing her eyes and shuffling closer to him so she could press a soft kiss on his cheek. "Hmmm…you made us coffee?”

"Morning, gorgeous," Rooster replied with a smile, pointing to the coffee maker "Yep, got the coffee brewing. Figured we could use a little morning boost. Spoil you a bit.”

Beatrice smiled, appreciating the gesture as she leans against his shoulder. " As if you don’t do it already…thank you,you–” she yawns “You're the best, Roos." She closes her eyes for a second, crossing her arms, “...I’m all sore.” 

“Oh?”

“My ankle is good though, but my whole body is like,” and she flexes her hand, “Pulsating.”

Rooster chuckled, running his fingers through Beatrice's tousled hair. "Well, you did give it your all on the court yesterday. A bit of soreness is a small price to pay for the victory, don't you think?"

She grinned,painfully so "Yeah…totally worth it. But it was so much fun playing again."

Rooster nodded, "I'm glad you enjoyed it. But if the soreness gets too much, we can always arrange for a relaxing massage.”

“Roos.”

“An innocent one.”

She huffs a laugh, playfully swatting his bare chest, “Don’t tempt me….mama wants us to go there for lunch, if we do that, we might never leave. And you know how they are if we don’t show up.”

Rooster chuckled, "Well, if it involves good food and some pampering, who could resist? I'm in. Just warn them, though, I might indulge a bit too much and fall into a food coma."

She laughs softly, looking up at him with those big green eyes “You know she'll pack some leftovers for us to take home."

"Your mother’s leftovers are like treasures."

“And she loves to pamper you.”

His cheeks darkened as he smiles, “Well,” he shrugs, ‘She did give me you,so I don’t mind.” 

Beatrice chuckled at his response, her eyes sparkling with affection with her cheeks turning pink. "You are too sweet,but let's try to not keep her waiting. I can practically hear my siblings complaining about how we're always late."

Rooster smirked, "Fashionably late is our trademark. Can't disappoint the fans." he says, “Also, Michael, is complaining about our lateness? Your brother?”

She laughs as she pours herself some coffee,petting Jolene on the way, “Listen, we both know Mike is…” and she makes a face trying to find the words, “Just like that. You know his brain starts waking up after ten o’clock.”

Rooster wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, pulling her closer. "Hmmm…true,” he props his chin on her shoulder. “...so my promotion ceremony is next week,”

She seemed more alert this time, stopping mixing the sugar in her mug, “Oh?”

“Yeah, got the confirmation email this morning. It's happening next week. And, umm, they want me to prepare a little speech. Nothing fancy, just a few words."

Her eyes gleamed with pride. "A speech? Oh, you'll do great. What are you thinking of saying?"

Rooster scratched the back of his head, a bashful smile playing on his lips. "Well, I…don’t know.” he answers honestly, returning his arm around her waist as she sips her coffee, “I should’ ve thought of something…”

Beatrice turned in his embrace, facing him with a small smile. "Aw baby?"

Rooster chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck. It's just...I want it to be meaningful, you know? Not too formal, not too casual. Just...me."

She reached up, cupping his cheek affectionately. "Roos, whatever you say will be perfect. Just speak from the heart.” she shrugs “That's what people want to hear."

He nodded, a soft smile spreading across his face. "You always know the right things to say, don't you?"

Beatrice grinned, "Just trying to be the supportive wife you deserve."

Rooster leaned down, pressing a sweet kiss to her forehead. "Well, you're doing an excellent job at it."

She hummed happily, closing her eyes  "So, any idea what you're going to wear for the ceremony?" Beatrice asked, breaking the comfortable silence.

Rooster raised an eyebrow. "Are you implying my uniform isn't stylish enough?"

She playfully swatted his chest again. "Oh, no. The uniform is perfect. I was just thinking about your 'after' look. You know, for the celebration."

Rooster frowns “....my uniform?”

“Honey.”

Beatrice gave him a patient look. "Roos, it's not that I don't appreciate the uniform, you know I love,” and she clears her throat, her body warming up, “L-Love the uniform. It's just... I thought maybe you'd want to change into something more casual and comfortable after the ceremony. You know, for the celebration with friends and family."

He tried very hard to hide his smile, “Come again?”

She shuddered, oh,him and his innuendos “What?”

“...you said something about me in uniform.” he smirks, “Care to clarify?”

Beatrice blushed, realizing the unintentional double entendre in her words. "Roos, don't get all cheeky on me. You-you know what I meant."

Rooster smirked, lowering his gaze to her lips and then slowly leaning closer. "Oh, I know exactly what you meant, gorgeous. Just trying to keep you on your toes."

"You're impossible."

"That's why you love me." 

“It is one of the reasons.’ she smiles, “But,really, do what makes you feel comfortable, we still have a whole week to plan everything.” she cups his cheeks, “Okay?”

“...okay.” he smiles, “Okay,gorgeous.”

Beatrice leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. "Thank you, Roos. Now, let's focus on the rest of the day. Um,” she rubs her eyes, “We still have two hours before lunch at my parents and the kids are still asleep.”

–

“Aaaaaah! My babies!!”

Beatrice barely had the time to say hi before her mother picked Nicole from her hold, her father standing a few feet behind as Bea and Rooster stood on the front porch. Claudia kissed Nicole’s cheeks over and over, whispering in Italian before putting the oldest Bradshaw child down and focusing her attention on the twins inside the carriers, “Oh,oh, they look so big.” she whispers, sniffling, “Oh,come on in,come on in the two of you.”

Beatrice and Rooster followed Claudia inside, stepping into the familiar warmth of the Schiavoni family home. The aroma of Italian spices wafted through the air, and both of them couldn’t help but inhale deeply

As they entered the living room, Beatrice's father, finally took the time to say something since his wife was just being all over the place. "It's good to see you both," he said, giving Rooster a firm handshake. "And who do we have here?" he added, his eyes lighting up as he looked at the carriers.

Rooster held the twins with a proud smile. "They are both wide awake.” And Aurora was the most talkative already, “They woke up seconds before we left.”

Claudia squealed in delight, "Oh, Bea, why didn't you tell us you were bringing the grandkids?!"

“Mamma,why wouldn’t I?”

Claudia sniffled again,”You know what I mean! Oh I have to prepare everything for them!”

“Mamma.”

"Leave her,tesoro,” Rafael says, “Your mom will never stop unless you let her do it.” and he picks Nicole up from the floor, the sound of voices outside getting louder, “Most of them are here. They brought the kids too.”

“Yeah?” Bea asks,following her father, “I’m glad…how are you papa?”

Rafael smiled, a warmth in his eyes. "I'm doing well, tesoro. Just enjoying the peace and quiet, you know how it is."

Beatrice nodded, her gaze flickering to the familiar surroundings of her childhood home. "Yeah, I missed this place. Did you guys paint the walls again?”

Rafael chuckled, "Michael’s idea, it was peeling off and..you know how my back is now.”

Claudia, in the meantime, was bustling around the kitchen, preparing some snacks and treats for everyone. The familiar clinking of pots and pans, the scent of delicious Italian dishes, and the sound of animated conversations filled the air. 

Rooster, standing by her side, observed the lively scene with a smile. "Your family always knows how to throw a warm welcome, Bea."

She nodded, "They sure do. Mamma doesn't know the meaning of a small gathering." she says, “We’re the only ones here,right papa?”

“Hm?”

“No one else is coming,right?”

Are any of her shitty cousins coming?

Rafael blinked at her, then smiled, “Only us.” and she immediately relaxed, “Sabrina will arrive later, only Michael and Leo are here right now-” he pauses, hearing shouting from the outside, “They are playing truco.”

“Truco?” Rooster asks,not helping himself, “What’s that?”

Rafael chuckled, leading them towards the backyard where the voices grew louder. "Truco is a traditional card game we love to play. It's a bit like poker, but with a lot more shouting and gesturing."

“MOTHER FUCKER!”

Rafael gestured to Leonardo who was smugly looking at a fuming Michael, “See?” they sat across each other, while Hannah and Cynthia were busy talking amongst themselves. Nicole rushed over to Bianca and Éowyn once she noticed her cousins and Beatrice waved at her sisters’ in law.

"Truco is serious business in this family," Beatrice explained, a playful smile on her face. "It's a mix of strategy, bluffing, and a whole lot of drama."

Rooster chuckled, settling into the chair. "Sounds intense. I'm ready for the show."

“Brad should join,” Michael says, “Come on man, you can help me out.”

“I never played it.”

Michael grinned, gesturing to the empty chair next to him. "No worries, Brad. I'll teach you the ropes. It's all in good fun."

Rooster exchanged a glance with Beatrice, who nodded with an encouraging smile. "Go ahead, Roos. I’ll be right here.” she says softly, “I’ll talk to the girls a bit.”

[moonlight26posts-blog]

In Baltimore City, MD: Despite losing almost a 1/3 of her body weight in months, 'Questa' has been so trusting & affectionate - BARCS, Baltimore MD

Questa- 1 year, altered female, 26lbs

Sweet Questa is the most resilient girl. Despite winding up back at the shelter through no fault of her own, almost 10lbs lighter than we last saw her back in February of 2023, Questa has been so incredibly trusting, affectionate, and honestly, just pure joy. This girl has the best little smirk when she's excited, and she will crinkle her whole nose to show her teeth. She also love love LOVES stuffed toys- the squeakier the better.

Upon examination, our vets noted that Questa has grade 1/4 periodontal disease with some staining, alopecia and dermatitis, pressure sores, and is emaciated, so has been started on a strict refeeding schedule in order to gain weight back safely and steadily. A wood's lamp was negative, but a fungal culture has been started just to be safe. A full medical summary can be provided upon request.

After everything she's been through, Questa deserves only the best for the rest of her life. She definitely needs some TLC physically, but her spirit is so tough, we know recovery won't take long. Questa will be available for rescue pick-up at close of business 9/17.

Please let us know if your organization can help!

Thank you,

The BARCS Rescue Team

Baltimore Animal Rescue & Care Shelter (BARCS)

​New Address! 2490 Giles Rd, Baltimore, MD 21225

rescue@barcs.org| (410) 396-4695

Rescue pick-up hours:

Monday-Friday: 10:30 a.m.-6:30 p.m.

Saturday and Sunday: 8:30 a.m.-4:30 p.m

Adoption hours:

Monday-Friday: 2 p.m.-6 p.m.

Saturday and Sunday: 11 a.m.-4 p.m.

Baltimore Animal Rescue and Care Shelter, Inc. (BARCS) | 2490 Giles Rd, Baltimore, MD 21225

[dr-trafalgar-law]

Trafalgar Law X CisFem

2

The little pittie's surgery was a success. Her right hind leg was now in a bright teal cast and she was resting comfortably in one of the larger runs to recover. Blood work came back normal and other than a few cuts and bruises she was a healthy pup. That made the fact that no one appeared to be looking for her more confusing. She seemed to have been well taken care of up to being abused by a group of shitty teens.

You had been back to visit her during your break. Still groggy from medications she rested her head in your lap while you rubbed her ears and read on your phone. It was hard to visit her and not be able to call her by name when she didn't have one so you'd started calling her Azul. Shachi and Penguin had heard you - before you knew it they'd changed her cage card* and everyone was calling her that.

Soft steps drew your attention up as they came to a stop in front of the open gate. Those piercing golden eyes glared down at you, his expression stern as usual. Today he was in light blue scrubs and hightop white and gray Nikes. His thick black hair was splayed in all directions after removing his scrub cap. Tattoos on full display from his forearms down.

"Oh, I'm Sorry - I probably shouldn't be in here." you gently shifted her head off of your lap earning a soft grumble.

"Don't bother if she's comfortable," He stated evenly, "she needs to get used to good people."

With that he continued down to the main treatment area. You resettled against the wall and attempted to continue reading, albeit a bit distracted. In two years that was probably the most he had ever said to you that wasn't totally work related.

Did he just say you were a good person?

Weird.

"How's your girl doing?" Ikkaku, one of the treatment techs, asked making you jump a little.

She wasn't much taller than you and had long thick curly black hair. Her black scrubs were accented with yellow paw prints on the pockets and a navy stethoscope with a polar bear printed fabric cover rested around her neck.

"She's not mine," you chuckled.

"Not yet." She added adjusting her yellow headband, "Well I just came to check on her but it looks like you've got it under control. Let one of us know if you want to take her for a walk and we'll grab a sling for you."

"Sure." you smiled up at her just before she made her exit.

When your break was over Dr. Newgate was arriving with a caddy of coffees from Sanji's cafe nearby.

"What great timing I have." you smiled as the tall blonde handed your macchiato over, an order he had memorized after a few years.

"Don't say I never got you anything - yoi." he jeered.

You observed quietly for a moment while he teased Chopper about his afternoon tea. Marco was generally in a good mood. The even tempered doctor was harder to fluster than most, though he definitely had a mischievous side.

"Is there something on my face-yoi?" he asked glancing over at you.

"You're just awfully chipper today doc."

"Got nothin' to complain about." he shrugged.

"Whatever you say." you smiled back.

"I'm going back to my office before F/N starts grilling me-yoi." your boss shot you a pointed look as he stepped away from the desk.

The work day continued at a fairly even pace. A few more surgeries were on the books for Dr. Trafalgar while Dr. Newgate had rechecks and call backs. Before you knew it, it was the end of the day.

After the night staff did their rounds you decided to go say goodnight to Azul. As you made your way back to the runs you heard a familiar voice in a rather unfamiliar tone and slowed down.

"You really are a good girl aren't you?" Law was sitting on the floor in front of Azul feeding her Vienna sausages after setting her e-collar* aside.

He spoke to her with such a bright energy. It felt like he'd been replaced by a more chipper version of himself. You had never truly seen him interact with a patient. The techs always took his patients and clients to the exam rooms and brought them back to the reception desk for payment unlike Dr. Newgate who preferred to do that himself. This was incredibly endearing and admittedly a little redeeming. If he sounded this pleasant all the time perhaps fewer people would end the shifts in tears. You certainly wouldn't mind hearing this voice on the phone instead of his normal low energy melancholy timbre.

"Look how pretty you are," he rubbed under her chin and steadied her head to look over her curious little gray and white face while her tail thumped happily against the kennel wall.

You smiled to yourself.

Seeing him be so sweet to her made you happy for some reason. It was nice to see a softer side to the cold, stern doctor you knew. You almost wanted to make sure no one else got to witness it.

Quietly you backed down the hall and entered the lobby again. Chopper had already left for the day, all you had to do was lock up. Slipping into your favorite black knit sweater, you grabbed your bag and headed out to your car.

________________

"Hmm, I'm not sure that he hates you," your blonde friend placed the sandwich you'd ordered down in front of you, "sounds like he's that way to everyone."

"Maybe he just hates people." His husband muttered, picking a fry off of your plate.

Sanji slapped at his hand, "Damnit Mosshead, don't steal customer's food."

"Relax Waiter," the greenette leveled an amused smirk at his better half before shrugging, "it's just F/N."

"Don't involve me in your lovers' spats please." you chuckled.

"Ew." they said in unison turning back to you.

"Anyway," Sanji cleared his throat, "he hasn't actually been mean to you, yeah?"

"He hasn't been nice." you countered before taking a bite.

"If it's really bothering you, why don't you try to bond with him over something?"

"Or you could just leave him be," Zoro suggested, "you don't have to be friends with everyone."

"That's fair, I guess."

You'd become friends with Zoro and Sanji through Chopper. They were all part of a small group of close friends that had a tendency to pull others into their orbit. It was common now for you to drop by the cafe after work for a coffee or dinner. Before them you didn't socialize much. It wasn't that you didn't want to, your introverted nature just made it easy to be a bit of a loner. They'd adopted you and taken you on a few short adventures. It was exhausting but they were experiences you were grateful for and wouldn't have otherwise had.

After your small meal at Sanji's you made a stop by the grocery store to pick up a few things you needed to bake muffins you wanted to bring into work in the morning. After gathering the things you needed in the baking aisle you turned to see Law looking over the opposite side where the coffee and tea were. While you were still in your work clothes - he was dressed in an oversized black hoodie pulled up to cover his messy hair, dark gray sweats and sneakers that had more wear to them than the ones he wore at the hospital. He glanced over taking notice of you as you stood facing him just a few feet away.

Instinctively you raised your right hand and offered a short wave. His eyes seemed to widen a fraction before he quickly blinked and turned to walk away.

He definitely hated you.

*A cage card is a name tag placed on the kennels and runs in a vet hospital to identify patients

*E-collar - Elizabethan Collar - aka cone of shame

[waverly--erickson]

Location: Tails N' Trails Park

As Waverly stood at the edge of the dog park and twirled Frida's leash absentmindedly between her fingers, the petite pitty began to whine. Being pulled back into the present, the blonde glanced down at her pup with a smile. They were meeting Josiah and Xena at the Tails N' Trails like they had a thousand times before, but she was far more anxious than usual. Although on the surface this was just another casual hang and play date for the dogs, the art teacher had another thing on her mind. Although Waverly had made up her mind about asking Josiah to the wedding, actually saying it out loud felt far more difficult than having the idea. Trying to soothe her nerves, she bent down and rubbed Frida's head gently, trying to focus on the velvety texture of the short fur. The tell-tale thump of Frida's tail let the art teacher know Xena and Josiah had arrived. Taking as deep breath, Waverly stood back up and waved with her free hand. Hopefully there was nothing to be nervous about. @josiahhuddington

[carnivorousyandeere]

Hsksvscsg accidentally adopting a werewolf from the pound, buts its Marcus and Penny adopting Darling

LMFAO that would be so fucking funny 😭

First Thought: never considered Marcus as a pet kinda guy (…outside of like……. Pet play with a human Darling 😭) but I could totally see him running one of those TikTok pages with, like, a pittie or smth where they both wear matching sweaters and he brings them to get pup cups, shows the puppy “helping” around his office and stuff like that 😭💞

Second Thought: they’d probably argue about getting a dog to begin with, and if so what kind, etc… Penny’s probably not the best with animals and isn’t completely sold on the idea, but if they’re going to get one maybe they should get a small breed and go to an official breeder and everything…

But of course, she’s as absolutely taken in by your sweet look and shy tail wags as Marcus is. They can’t even be mad when they find out you’re a whole human person disguising yourself as a family pet… but they can’t let you go now. You’ve witnessed so many of their private conversations, and besides, they want to know everything about you now more than ever, too…

[youdontnohme]

New pup, who dis?!

💜Bettie💜

Amstaff / pittie mix

DOB 2/10/24

[buddiesmutslut]

3 different people in my life sent me the trailer for the new HTTYD remake & it really makes me laugh that, if you know NOTHING else about me, you know I love dogs (pitties especially) & the HTTYD franchise.

Give me all the pups & dragons tysm I love it 😍