;^;

I have a confession to make

As a dog I have a certain....reputation to keep.

Dig bones, chew on mail men, bring slippers, bark at small children, be mans best friend and, of course, chase/harass/loathe/despise cats...

well ;;;
I'm not so good at the last one :<

I don't know if it's some sort of evil cat take over plan to manipulate dogs into ooey gooey puddles of melted wuss, but if it is, I'll probably be first Lieutenant, goose stepping forward to their new world order :/

gahhhh <3 <3 <3 this is for my new baby Maple (baby syrup cakes) <3 <3 <3.
I got her from a lady who rescues animals down a couple of streets and upon seeing her, holding her, I abandoned my urging instincts to bark her up a tree and cuddled the fluff ball into sweet abandon ;_;
I really wasn't planning on getting a new pet any time soon. Late July I lost my boy Appa in his fight against cat asthma :< it was really devastating for me and I couldn't imagine being a good parent/guardian/companion to another feline since I felt it was my fault he passed away so young- however, I realized there were a lot of factors contributing to his death that were really out of my hands, so I tried to reconcile my heart to heal again in case there was another.

And there was.
There is.
Right now.
A little fruffy furball who purrs on a dime as soon as you glance at her; who leaps and bounds over any obstacle just to have a warm spot to curl up against when I'm going to bed and meows in the worst despair when I leave, only to mewl in joy upon my return <3

I can only hope I can do my best as a doggy foster dad to cater and spoil my little baby Maple baby syrup cakes to absolute rottenness :>


DADDY LOVES YOU BABY