its quiet without her today.
i hate it.

two things i learned about puppies is they’re like kids.
ya’ll know i don’t want no kids,
but this situation taught me that i’d happily raise a dog.
the last thing i learned:

i refuse to foster an animal ever again.

def not built ford tough for it.
i am an animal person and i get attached quick.
her new family picked her up on saturday and i was DEVASTATED.
it didn’t help that when they put the new collar and leash on her…

i legit cried this morning.
i was so embarrassed.
ugh.

woke up early,
had a good gym session,
and took a long walk to get a haircut.
got the message as i was coming home…

this is the one thing they don’t warn you about with a puppy.

it was saturday night,
around 9pm or later,
and i stepped out right quick for to talk privately on the phone.
i was probably out in the hallway for an hour or so.
i come back in and the puppy to’ my laptop charger to shreds.
^ that was the outcome above.
when i font you…

i didn’t ask to foster to a puppy.
i never liked the idea because i know me.
i’ll get close to an animal,
bond with it,
love it,
and train it only to then let it gotta go to someone else.
living here has been heavy on impulses with light chaos tbh,
so this puppy has been my peace.
i had the option to adopt and even though its a few hundred,
it’s not on my budget especially with the apartment deadline over my head.
well apparently in a message today…

i learned the hard way when everything came to ahead.

some people internalize
they’re ultra sensitive
they build stories in silence and then move like they’re facts

under stress,
it can get chaotic.
while i have done the same in past situations,
i found help so i could understand my crazy.
monday and tuesday were an absolute mess.
we had our first shared space fight,
which revealed a lot about each other.

i move on structure and clear communication
they move on impulses and emotions

it reminded me of my grandmother and it triggered me heavy.
after it blew up,
we made up,
but the worst thing happened the next day…

wolves and hybrids…
sometimes us foxes do things that should give you hints and clues.
do you think this is a hint or a clue?
(nsfw,
18^,
and “not for straight eyes”)…
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