#puppy blues

[blueboyluca]

It's been a hard road with you, little gem, but the future is bright and sparkling for us now. Happy first birthday, I love you so much.

I went digging in the dirt and found a shiny gem called Topaz.

[morelikecloudsthanconcrete]

I have the puppy blues so fucking bad. I’ve been asking everyone for advice about raising her because I don’t remember what to do with a puppy, it’s been over 10 years since I had a puppy and they were family dogs, not just mine. I still live with my parents and they’re willing to help but I can’t help feeling like I’ve made a huge mistake. It’s only been 3 days and I know it’ll get better but dude, this fucking sucks.

[eqan]

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[ambrosia-sdit]

it’s been a long week. camp ended a week ago today and that means brosia and i have been living in our new apartment since saturday. i think in general she struggles with change (who doesnt?) but i just wish she didnt express those struggles by barking.

we have two roommates in this apartment, one who she knows decently and who loves her, and another who isnt a huge dog person. the former has been at his parents house the last week, and probably will be there next week as well. the latter doesnt like to interact much with brosia, but (unintentionally) scares the crap out of her whenever she comes into a room.

the worst part is, the nervousness seems to be getting worse! we went through this when we moved into college, and our trainer experienced it the first few weeks she was there as well, so i really do think this is just initial nervousness about a new place, but omg it’s so frustrating to deal with.

on the bright side, we went to cvs yesterday (she had been pretty good all day and i had no concerns about her behavior in a public place) and she did so good!! i needed new batteries for my tv remote, and brosia was a pro in the store. even when a little kid ran very close to her screaming about the cute puppy, all she did was look up at me for her treat, which i was happy to give. her biggest mistake was getting a little too sniffy around the candy at checkout, but honestly, if that was the biggest issue, i’ll happily take it.

i start working full time in about two weeks, so that means i have two more weeks to train her to be alright with extended crate time alone. she’s already done a few four hour stints with me nearby, so it’s really just a matter of having me be further away at this point. i’m hoping my roommate who likes her will help settle her if she acts up when he’s not in class. wish us luck, i think we’re going to need it

[acespacedweller]

Kinda personal but anyone who has had puppy experience I could use some advice 😭

I've been a large part of raising a puppy before, but this dog slept with my mom instead of me. I have my own puppy now and he is going to be in my room at night. It's only day 2 but I am so exhausted. Every time I try to get into bed and keep him on the floor (caged in or not) he cries and cries.

Everywhere I've looked says you shouldn't let your puppy on the bed, but my puppy is a bit older (15 weeks) and came to us pretty much potty trained. The only accidents he's had are when he's freaking out about me leaving him somewhere. Should I push through and try to keep him on the floor or save my sanity and set up a little corner for him on my bed?

[sighthounds-and-sketches]

RIP crate bed.

Oct 1st-Oct 13th

It looks like a build a bear in here.

[youkaiyume]

Surprise! Bluey's pupper has my whole heart! I think the Father is still up to interpretation, but I'd like to think it's Mackenzie. Anyway, couldn't resist cute Adult!Bluey and future family sketches!

[deadsetobsessions]

It’s been months since he’s settled into life at Wayne Manor. It’s hilarious that they don’t think he knows about their obvious nightlife (and that’s coming from someone whose hero name was just their last name spelled differently) but they don’t know anything about his own past as a vigilante. To be fair, a dimensionally displaced Ghost King wasn’t really on the board for reasonable guesses. Danny Fenton blinked innocently at Duke, blue eyes watery and oh-so-trusting of his adopted older brother when Duke claimed that his bruising came from getting caught in Ivy’s attack on the busses today.

(“Oh my god he’s so trusting and pure what the hell?” He heard Steph whisper to Dick, who nodded emphatically.)

“Oh man, you should get some rest. You guys are seriously unlucky, you know? Do you need to go to the hospital?” Danny asked Duke, his core trilling as he allowed himself to fuss over a member of his ‘fraid.

“Nah, man. I’m good. I think I’ll take a nap and sleep it off.”

“Okay. Oh, here!” Danny fumbled for his bag, grabbing his prescribed pain meds- for his chronic pain, but they don’t actually do anything for him since his ectoplasm burns away most of it- and handed it to Duke. “Take one, and only one. Those bruises look nasty.”

And then Danny gave him the puppy dog eyes and Duke folded, because Danny knew that he wasn’t supposed to hand his meds out but these situations were kind of the reason he claimed chronic pain to being with (even if it was true and his hands shook with aftershocks).

“Thanks, Danny. I feel like death warmed over.”

Danny laughed, the opportunity to mess with the family sparking in his head. “Yeah, I’ve died before. Wouldn’t recommend it.”

With that, Danny threw Duke an easy going smile and walked towards his room, bag on his back.

From his peripherals, Danny watched Jason drop his bowl of snacks, Dick’s pale face, and the concerned and shocked look of everyone else. Except Damian, who just kind of scowled thoughtfully. Tim looked like he was going to rip Danny apart like an interesting puzzle, Cass sat up straight (and he made sure every micro expression he caught on others stayed unconcerned on his own body), and Duke froze.

He snickered- well out of regular earshot- as whispers and whispered shouts rung out after he left the room.

He can’t wait to drop the “I know you’re vigilantes” bomb on them. It’ll be hilarious.

[anxietycalling]

look, i know that 9 months is a tough age for puppies but i am just so. over. goose's kicking thrashing tantrums. he won't listen while he's doing it, he thinks if he rolls on his back and thrashes he won't get in trouble bc he's being "cute"

maslow is sick of being a punching bag and so are we

dear god i hate puppy puberty so much. so much! i know this phase will pass but right now i'm regretting getting a second dog pretty much every day, and i feel like shit about it because he's so sweet, but it's also kind of like having a rescue on top of the puppy stuff bc his human mom was not good to these pups

with maslow at least i could hug him to calm him down, but human mom crated them way too much two to a crate so he flips out even worse if he thinks he's being confined. so it's just a genuine struggle to keep everyone safe during his several times a day tantrums because maslow thinks he shouldn't have to move since he's not the one being bad

i also just have concerns that goose is bonding to me more strongly than husband, which is bad because he was supposed to be service trained for husband

i constantly feel like i'm in over my head lately

[myglassesareinkansas]

I have the puppy blues but this puppy isn’t even mine

[blueboyluca]

Topaz has now been on Prozac for six weeks and she's still doing so well. It feels like we've bonded more in this time than the previous 9 months. She is so much happier and looser in her overall behaviour and it means she plays more, snuggles more and wants physical touch more. She has no undercurrent of anxiety that keeps her frantic or paranoid.

She still lunges at other dogs if we are within a certain distance, but she vocalises a lot less. She has only reacted to a handful of people as opposed to seeming paranoid about everyone she passes. I haven't really tested her around children much yet, but she has been on two walks with my niece in the pram. At the end of one of the walks my niece got out of her pram and walked around and Topaz did really well.

Something else I've noticed is that she shakes off a lot more after stressful encounters or triggers. She didn't do that before on such a regular basis. It's a really obvious behaviour that shows to me that she is better able to relax. She also does a lot more looking up and smiling at me and engaging with me outside, but without the franticness. And she enjoys getting petted while outside if we stop somewhere.

Since she's been in heat the last two weeks we haven't been out to club for quite a while so I still need to observe any changes there. But I'm feeling really good about where she is, I think this was absolutely the right choice to improve her life.

[diary-and-thoughts-of-me]

4.5.2023//20:53

🩷🐶 PUPDATE 🐶🩷

Today was hard. I cried a lot. She bit me a lot. She startet digging in her water bowl and the whole fucking hallway was wet. She pooped in the house (which she usually doesn't). She didn't wanna walk outside. She barked more than usually. Just ugh.

On the other side she slept a few hours and we had our first bus ride (one station for practice purpose) and she did amazing. I gave her some treats and she was very calm. She was only a bit energetic 5 seconds before we left the bus, so it was alright. Very proud of her. I have to think about the positive things. She's doing great for her first week. I love her <3

[morelikecloudsthanconcrete]

Scout turned 5 months old the other day and people still think she’s a boy because of her name 🤷🏻‍♀️

I don’t really get puppy blues as much anymore, though I definitely do get frustrated with her now and then, but she’s a good girl overall. We’re still working on some things (like stealing socks or my sewing supplies) but we’ll get there eventually.

For anyone struggling with puppy blues, it does get better, and try not to beat yourself up over how you’re feeling now, puppies are hard work and this is a big change for you both. Please feel free to reach out to me if you’re struggling and want to talk. And thank you to everyone who helped me when I was struggling.

[heartnosekid]

nothing on this green earth could stop me from naming this pink striped oakworm moth cheeto | talalovesyou on ig

[ambrosia-sdit]

well folks, it’s official. we’re in another fear period. everything scares her, all the time. her reactions had mostly stopped but they’re back in full swing, and this time, she’s got a very grown up sounding bark to go with it (never thought i’d miss puppy barks).

we went to my family’s campground for the first time this weekend. i know it isn’t super wise to introduce big new things during fear periods, but she generally does alright when my parents dog is there (which she was), and it was a holiday weekend, so everyone was going.

she generally had a pretty good time, and even got to meet a couple little kids! she was somewhat unsure of them, but the kids were very respectful and let her sniff and listened to me when i said she probably didn’t want pets right then. we also worked on dog neutrality this weekend, since the campground is *full* of other dogs. in general, she is doing fantastic with this! her excitement over other dogs is the only reason we haven’t graduated to non pet friendly public access training yet (i don’t want to be That Guy distracting another sd team), but we were able to walk past multiple dogs with little more than a whine, so i’m feeling very optimistic on that front as well.

however. yesterday afternoon, we were sitting on the screen porch without my parents dog, and she was barking and howling at literally freaking everything. even after i went and got some treats to play engage/disengage, she kept reacting. i find her barking to be very triggering (still not sure why but i literally can’t handle it for more than 5 seconds) so i left her on the porch and went inside to collect myself. here’s the most frustrating part: when i went inside, she stopped barking entirely. she paced for a few minutes, and then laid down and settled.

i can’t help but feel like i’m the cause of her reactions in moments like these, and i’m honestly not sure what to do about it. our trainer says the best thing we can do when she reacts is to turn around and walk the other way, but how do we do that when we’re just sitting at home? we had some good wins this weekend so i’m trying really hard to focus on that, but ugh, this fear period is getting me down

[teddybeartoji]

im gnawing at puppy!satoru.... like pookie.... i didnt know I'd be obsessed with that.......... IM DESPERTLY WAITING FOR PUPPY!SATORU 😭 😭 😭

18+ mdni; gn!reader

puppy!satoru, who sits in front of your bed with the biggest and prettiest wide-eyes. tears pool in the corners of them, wetting his angelic eyelashes in the most beautiful way. a pretty baby blue collar hangs from his neck – it's tied to one of your desk's legs and it's the only thing that's keeping him from lunging at you. whimpers fall from his wet lips and drool dribbles down his chin; his tongue hangs from his mouth as he pants in desperation. he wants to taste, he wants to touch – but he's being punished right now.

he has been a bad pup.

a muzzle rests on his face, the straps sink into his soft flushed cheeks and you can already see the faint red marks that they're leaving on his perfect skin. you almost feel bad. almost. his hands are tied behind his back and he's completely at your mercy.

sitting down on his knees, he slightly bounces up and down on his legs just to get some relief. his tail thumps against the floor so hard that you can hear it. his fuzzy ears are bent back and he looks oh, so cute like this. they flop a little every time he raises his hips from the ground and you coo at him.

the sudden murmur makes them perk up again, his eyes growing even bigger than before. please, please, please. you grin at him from your place on your shared bed.

the thing he desires the most, the heaven that sits right between your legs, your soft thighs – it's exactly at his eye-level. this is pure torture.

he watches you touch yourself, play with yourself with slow movements; he can see the slick glistening on your sensitive skin and he'd do anything to lick you clean. he just wants to make you feel good! white tufts of hair fall in front of his eyes; they're starting to cling to his forehead from the way he's sweating. it's too hot in the room - he's not even wearing anything other than he stupid collar!

his rock hard cock bobs in the air, his balls twitching every time it hits his own lower belly. there's pre-cum smeared all over his happy trail and he's making such a big mess even without your help. your dirty pup...

another pretty little mewl tumbles from his swollen lips and he tugs harshly at his leash, but winces when it doesn't let up. a soft gasp followed by loud panting, his tail smacks against the floor. c'mon, he's being so good. he's so good for you. please, just let him taste you.

"does puppy wanna play, hm?"

his eyes roll back into his head at your sultry voice and he's nodding his head so strongly that he starts to feel a little dizzy. the collar around his neck only seems to be getting tighter and tighter, his airways getting blocked by his suffocating desire. a glob of pre-cum spills from his slit and it slides down the side of his shaft. he feels it. he imagines you wiping it off with your finger, with your mouth. he's so fucking hard.

his eyes are glued to your center – his least meal, his only solution to his unquenchable thirst. he wants to bury his nose into your crotch, he wants to breathe you in, he wants you to be the only thing on his mind.

(as if you aren't just that already.)

more. he needs more.

the silk ropes around his wrist dig into him, and even those just seem to be getting tighter by the second. he can't stop moving around, he can't sit still – he's the one that's making it worse. it hurts.

he likes it.

satoru's glassy eyes follow your free hand as it trails all over your thigh and your stomach and he can't surpress the saddest little whine that crawls up his throat. your lips stretch into a wide grin while raising your hand to play with your nipple. your other hand stays playing with yourself, filling the room with the slick delicious sounds.

you watch him lick his lips, you watch him pant, you watch him yank at the collar again – he's like a magnet, drawn to you always and forever.

he humps the air and a tear falls from the corner of his eye.

"aww... you crying, puppy?" voice far from sincere, his cock twitches. your teeth sink into your lower lip and your eyebrows furrow in a fake, mocking expression. "oh, you poor thing..."

his sharp fangs glimmer in the low lights of the room. "please..."

his tail swishes behind him, he can't help himself. he has no control over his own body.

"please what, baby?"

"taste, please, can i have a taste?"

you laugh at his neediness and you hear the little metal parts of his collar cling together. he's getting impatient now. "i don't know... can you?"

pushing yourself off your back, you crawl over to your pup. he's sitting so pretty, harboring a big aching mess between his legs. you reward him with another teasing coo as you situate yourself on the edge of the bed – close enough for him to drown in your scent but far enough to shed another miserable tear.

his eyes fall shut as he lets you properly fill his nostrils, all of his senses. a shiver runs down his spine when he feels your fingers on the side of his face and his pretty blues snap open in an instant. he's staring up at you – hungry and eager to please, ready to take whatever you'll give him—

—ready to give whatever you'll take.

you push his head back a little, tilting his head so he's getting a good look at you. in this position, you tower over him so easily and he feels like putty in your hands. combing through his hair, you scratch right behind his ear and watch him lean into your touch with hearts in your eyes.

but then you tug on his white strands, intoxicated by the smallest sounds that keep falling from him. forcing him to keep his gaze on you, you widen your legs in front of him. it's so, so hard for him to obey you, to be good, when it's right there. his lip wobbles behind the restriction and another quiet plea echoes the room.

"are you gonna behave, puppy?"

"yes." the speed at which he answers is almost ridiculous, but you can't tease him for it. not when your own stomach fills with butterflies aswell. you want him just as much.

loosing the grip in his hair, you let him slowly sink toward your center; he keeps his eyes on you, not daring to look away for even a second. the scent is so strong now, his balls twitch as pre-cum dribbles down them. just another inch, just a little more. he's right there. right fucking there.

the muzzle barely bumps against your crotch and eyes fall shut with a dramatic sigh. his ears flop down so fucking cutely; he's literally a breath away but the damn thing is in his way, it's ruining him, it's killing him. and to add to that, it seems like the collar is just about an inch too short aswell because there's a big vein running on the side of his neck – a clear sign of him not getting enough air.

but he doesn't pull away. his tail thumps, it never stopped. he bounces on his heel and tilts his head to meet your gaze again. he rests his cheek on against your thigh and you take the second to admire the mess he's made already. his skin is all flushed, from his chest and up to the tips of his ears; red markings peek from behind the straps of the muzzle – the contrast between those and his marble skin is just exceptional.

drool trickles through the miniature cage and straight down onto your thigh but you don't mind. he looks absolutely fucked out like this. you allow yourself to card through his hair again, unable to keep your hands off of him for more than two minutes and he hums at your soft touch.

"such a cute, pup, hm?"

you cradle his jaw as best as you can and hold his face to yours again before leaning down and pressing a kiss onto the muzzle, just above where his nose would be. and then another to the side of the thing. he squirms in your hold, overwhelmed by your sudden touches. he feels like he's going to melt into a puddle when you press the next one to his jaw.

he can smell your arousal. it's... so fucking good. he hums as he tries to nuzzle further into you. all he can think about is filling you up and giving you his knot. c'mon, he's been so, soooo good... he deserves it, right?

you will let him breed you, right? you're gonna let him have a taste? gonna let him pump you full? gonna let him give you his knot?

right?

+ @staryukis & @ohimsummer hiiiiiiii guuuyss.... puppyboy!satoru on my mind so i just had to tag you two too hehehehe:333