I’m going to talk about a Straight Wolf that we wanted to love…

…but for many of us, he was never there.
He was a mystery who intrigued us, but hurt us.
For some, he was never there and never wanted to be.
We could call out for him and he would never answer back.
For others, he was there but he was so intimidating,
that we couldn’t fully embrace him like he wanted.
All of us have dealt with him:

WOLVES
FOXES
HYBRIDS
..and even our Vixens.

Where is “he”?…

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Yeah, you read the title right.

This is what I get for going on a “date” with someone I met online years ago.
What the hell was I thinking?
I guess all the Wolves I met online back in the day have reached their limits.
MAXED THE FUCK OUT!

These days, online match ups are the new thing for us Foxes to meet potential Wolves.
But, is it really just a waste of your personal bandwidth?
Lord knows I used up all mine meeting Madea Wolf last night…

I’ll never look at Madea the same AGAIN…

Continue reading “I Went On A Date With A Real Life Madea Last Night” →

One for my WOLVES this morning.

So if you had to choose….
between these two Vanilla treats… Continue reading “Lay Down Some Rubber: Wolf Edition (25)” →

ATTENTION FOXES…

We are having a meeting to discuss something tragic.
Something that if I EVER hear you doing,
not only will you be BANNED from the Foxhole,
you will be forced to do community service at Lindsay Lohan’s house.
That means checking to make sure she stays sober.

NOTHING MORE FRIGHTENING THAN THAT.

I need you all to sit down and listen carefully.

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THE GREAT FEELING OF ABUSE!!!

Well… not THAT kind of abuse in that animation.
This kind of abuse stems from being in something that you are too scared to come out of.
You are scared to do anything wrong because you know the outcome.
You are always on alert because you don’t know when you have to duck or cover your face.

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You will either get talked down to OR beat the hell up.
That feeling of being useless and hopeless.
You want to run away, but you can’t because you are so used to that “feeling”.

It doesn’t always come as a slap or a punch.
You do not always have to be on the way to the hospital with a black eye or broken ribs.
Many of us suffer from abuse that we do to ourselves.
The way we speak to ourselves can be just as bad as any domestic violence police report.

Are addicted to your own abuse?

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First impressions mean a lot.

When you meet someone for the first time,
what do you pay attention to?
No, I don’t mean their wardrobe, Foxtail, Pipe Print, or their looks this go round.
You should be paying attention to everything else….

Continue reading ““…Besides Your Baby Dick, You are GREAT!”” →