The author of Berserk, Kentaro Miura passed away at age 54. Berserk is and always will be my favorite manga series and it inspired so many other things I enjoy to this day. His artwork was unmatched and his character writing was on a whole other level. It's sad to know Berserk will never be finished now, at least not in a way he would have wanted. Rest in Peace, Miura. May your legacy be remembered until the end of time.

I just woke up from a dream that I honestly wish I could continue. I was on a bus that took us out into a desert valley that had a castle carved out of a mountain in it. We got off the bus and got settled in then we watched a welcoming ceremony that involved an anthro lion showman and a male cobra naga fortune teller. I don't remember the details but I befriended some girl who showed me around and after a meal everyone had suddenly transformed into their fursona. I had gotten a bottle of wine and an invitation to lounge with the naga fortune teller. I'm sad to say I woke up after that. Now I'm sad because that was the first time I was happy in a long while.

A good friend of mine,  zeara passed away. He contributed a lot to the vore community and inspired me early in my art career. He was a sweet friend, and a total goof ball. He'll be missed dearly. Rest in peace dude.

It was a long time coming but after a week to think about my life it was time to stop. Not sure where I'm going from here. Cross your fingers and hope I'm able to find work elsewhere.

My other rat passed away this morning. Never gets easier.

She's lethargic, shaking, won't eat, won't drink and she's cold. Why is this happening!? Everyday is a new stressful batch of bullshit! My birthday is literally 3 days away and now I've got to think about when she dies!? Fuck!

It's sometimes hard to convince someone who has never had a rat just how much I love mine. Rats are actually some of the sweetest creatures on this earth in my experience. Unfortunately they're also very prone to getting cancer. My Genie, my little angel fought long and hard but today she finally passed away.

Rest In Peace Genie. Daddy loves you so, so much....

Last night I had to lay down because my back was starting to hurt. Suddenly I felt the presence of a small dog but it was invisible and it licked me. I reached out to touch it and it was there. I could feel it and two more invisible dogs got on my bed. I get up and I find two creepy kids in my livingroom and they have something like an invisible jaguar or tiger in the room with them. My rats somehow burst through the glass of their cage and then I woke up. Just thought I'd share.

Apparently my new casino job doesn't require me to take a full lunch if they feel like making me work longer. So I had to skip fucking lunch just to take a shit.

My last rat boy died last night. It never gets easier. If any of you have a pet don't take it for granted. Get as much love in as you can.

It all played out like a black and white horror comedy but it looked real. There was me, an anthro wolf, a magician, and the classic black and white movie damsel. We were staying in a large mansion and the magician and I were out side talking when a werewolf attacked(It looked like pure nightmare fuel and had an odd howl that I can't mimic through text). The magician acted quickly and turned the werewolf into a 50 dollar bill. He told me it would turn back if it touched the floor. I put it in my wallet and it howled at me again to which I told it to shut up. I then snuck into the anthro wolf's(not the werewolf) room and we started to get ready for sex when the woman entered claiming she was planning on doing the same thing. After a brutal yet hilarious fight with her I shoved her out the door and threw the werewolf dollar on the ground and shut the door to which I heard it's strange howl and the woman scream there were snarling sounds and screams but then they turned into wuffs and gasps. They were having sex. Then the anthro wolf in the room grabbed me and pulled me into bed.

This is what happens when your corrupt mind has dreams. XD

Last night my white rat Bane died. I've been pretty torn up since then. I lost my baby. I knew there was something wrong but by the time I was able to take action I was too late to save him.

I've got 3 males named, Sweeney, Todd, and Bane. They're really skittish atm but I'm working with them. Anybody got any tips?