"I’m sorry and I believe in you and I’ll always be near you, protecting you, and I will never leave you, I’ll be curled around your heart for the rest of your life."
A Visit From the Goon Squad- Jennifer Egan
This book is speaking to me right now
When breeder scum like pictures of my dog on Instagram though. I always look through their pictures to see the mommy dog and of course they’re haggard and don’t look good at all (visible paw allergies, bad coat, nails that haven’t been maintained etc.) No matter how much a breeder says they’re quality or good people they’re fucking terrible. Fuck puppy mills, fuck breeders and fuck pet stores.
My spawn in 3D. Holden got a button nose and looks nothing like his paternal side of the family. Thank you Jesus.
He wears the crown of his Frenchie empire. Probably not what Phil thought I would do with the lovely Verameat ring he got me for Christmas.
Also me and this guy about to be parents in May. At least I know he’s the one because he lets me adopt all the animals I want. Phil our kid is going to be so strange.
I’m going to submit my house to that show 4 houses on TLC and when they show up I’ll be like JK I live in a 2 bedroom apartment in alphabet city and one of those bedrooms has nothing in it but a bunny and 90% of the time there’s no sheets on our bed but we have a really cute French bulldog.
Wiglaf is my new baby he’s perfect I love him. We name all our pets off Beowulf.
I’m literally so terrified of a gas leak from the stove that I spend at least 20 minutes before bed repeating the word off at all the knobs and sniffing and listening to the stove to hear if there are any bubbles or hissing noises. Like right now I’m convinced the apartment is going to be filled with gas and I’m going to die that I’m getting panicked and it’s giving me a head ache. I sniff so close and intently that I smell the pilot light which gives me a heart attack and now I’m going to ask Phil to call the gas company and get our gas turned off because nothing I cook is worth the paranoia. This is literal hell. What the actual fuck is wrong with me.
Good job pet store. That is what’s up.
I worked in a pet store for 5 years, and every Easter our rabbit sales went up exponentially. I can tell you from experience that almost half of the rabbits we sold were brought back in as early as two weeks after they were adopted. Some people let them loose, and some people send them to a shelter. People need to understand this very statement, and truly think about it. A rabbit is a big commitment, and should not be a fad or seen as a compulsory pet.
I cannot like this anymore than once, but I sure as hell hope people will spread this message, because it’s important as hell. I used to hand out care sheet BOOKLETS to everyone looking to adopt, and it prevented many of them from adopting in the end.
Constantly irritated by people who “free” their rabbits into the wild. No you just made them food.
I really hate it when people treat animals as decorations or inanimate objects and then regret adopting them when they realize they’re actually alive and need caring
All these people buying their children bunnies … I’m 22 and it’s hard fucking work. These little guys end up in shelters and get sick in there like my poor Grendel. It’s horrible, my aunt did this some years back and they took terrible care of the bunny, they let it run around their whole house unsupervised so it ate something and died at 2 because of the blockage. Poor babies