Setting My FanGirl Free

Reanimal was such a joy to experience

Mark said the thing!! 😳

Yay, my first Doggust post! Featuring my chihuahua puppy all month long! 💕

Panzer's a little weird and finicky about food (we never had this problem with our food-crazy pugs) and we're still trying to figure out patterns. Sometimes she'll ignore her bowl all day and only eat in the evening, sometimes she'll only eat if I hand-feed her, sometimes she devours her meals with gusto and wants more, sometimes she turns her nose up at the same food or treats the next day. She's also the only dog I've ever met who doesn't really care for wet food and prefers the dry!

A painting of a nightmare I had recently.

Propaganda (if any) under the cut! Please be civil, and please reblog!

Suddenly I saw in front of me the Statue of the Faun, the Statue that I love above all others. There was his calm, faintly smiling face; there was his forefinger gently pressed to his lips. In the past I have always thought he meant to warn me of something with that gesture: Be careful! But today it seemed to mean something quite different: Hush! Be comforted! I climbed up on to his Plinth and flung Myself into his Arms, wrapping my arm around his Neck, intertwining my fingers with his Fingers. Safe in his embrace, I wept for my lost Sanity. Great, heaving sobs rose up, almost painfully, from my chest.

Hush! he told me. Be comforted!