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Animals, Clothes, and Crying: Should I get rid of my dog if my boyfriend hates it? He told me not to get rid of my dog but feel like the little guy deserves a loving home. Yes my dog is one of the yappy small ones but he's a good dog. Teodora Motateanu, I love my 3 mastiffs Updated Sep 13 I'll be brutally honest and I don't go anonymous. I've been in exactly the same situation. Except that my dogs are not small nor yappy: they're mastiffs. 60 kg each. He of course never hit them in front of me or when he thought I could see. But l know my dogs. One of them gave clear clues that something's off That dog male, young unaltered Cane Corso - could've ripped my ex. apart in no time at all. He didn't. The dog was more intelligent than him. All my dog did for couple of months was to avoid the jerk. He silently left the room anytime the ex. was around. He left the bed and stopped cuddling whenever ex. entered the room And when the ex. escalated to hitting me the dog slowly stood up and moved towards us: he got in between. Submissively. He put his big body in front of me, to be hit instead of me. Choose for yourself, who you want to keep. naamahdarling: purplepints: cellular-thirst: catscatsholyshitcats: katnissdoesnotfollowback: corpsefluid: hmsindecision: feeltheberd: im crying Do you know how many dogs I’ve met that get scared or anxious around men because in their previous home men hit them? A lot, and they are very protective of the women who have adopted them now. Men who are violent towards women are often violent towards animals as well. They think we’re all chattel. If a man wants you to choose between your dog or cat or him, dump the guy. Those animals will love you for the rest of your life, loyal and true. Actually, I have something to add. The other day I saw a story where a woman was asking why her dogs had suddenly started growling at her boyfriend whenever he was in the same room as her son. And my immediate thought was ‘that boyfriend has hurt the kid somehow.’ Spoilers: that was exactly the case. Trust ur dogs when they say something is off. The first time my sister came to visit, via plane, after I got my dog, pupper growled at her and wouldn’t go near her for the first day. Next visit was by car (two day drive)and pupper LOVED my sister. They snuggled and played and none of us could figure out why the change. We thought maybe the scent of my sisters cat had lingered on her clothes, making that first visit a rough one. Whereas when she came by car, the scent had had time to wear off. Well that was partially true… Fast forward about six months when I went north to visit my family. My sister walked into my parents’ house and pupper ran to greet my sister. Stopped dead in her tracks and started growling and barking. Hackles raised, full protection mode. My sisters husband had just walked in behind her. My precious puppy wanted NOTHING to do with him. She barked, growled, ran away, and sat between him and my sister. Y'all my dog had spent maybe a weekend a half around my sister but protected her like this was her flesh and blood. Eventually, my sister filed for divorce on grounds of “Extreme and repeated mental, emotional, and sexual abuse.” Divorce was final in less than a month because her claims were substantiated. Trust the dog, honey. They KNOW. I’ve never owned dogs, but I used to work with horses (which are a lot like big dogs). There was this one horse I worked with named Tonto. He was a doll. He followed me like a puppy, snuck treats out of my pocket, he was the sweetest thing. We were practically inseparable. A guy I was considering dating came to visit me one day, and Tonto wanted NOTHING to do with him. Normally well behaved, he shoved himself between us and would NOT let this guy near me. He was stomping, acting really aggressive, and tried to bite the guy. This horse was practically dragging me back toward the barn. At that moment, despite being like, 17, I knew something was up, and ultimately things didn’t pan out for guy and me. A year later I found out he had lied about his age (he said he was 18 but he was actually 27) he was arrested for sexually assaulting an 11 year old girl. TRUST THE ANIMALS. ALWAYS TRUST THE BABS Animals recognize predators. The reply with the mastiff gets me every single time. I’m not a dog person but my god, they are Good Animals.
Animals, Clothes, and Crying: Should I get rid of my dog if my
 boyfriend hates it?
 He told me not to get rid of my dog but
 feel like the little guy deserves a loving
 home. Yes my dog is one of the yappy
 small ones but he's a good dog.
 Teodora Motateanu, I love my 3
 mastiffs
 Updated Sep 13
 I'll be brutally honest and I don't go
 anonymous.
 I've been in exactly the same situation.
 Except that my dogs are not small nor
 yappy: they're mastiffs. 60 kg each.

 He of course never hit them in front of
 me or when he thought I could see. But l
 know my dogs. One of them gave clear
 clues that something's off
 That dog male, young unaltered Cane
 Corso - could've ripped my ex. apart in
 no time at all. He didn't. The dog was
 more intelligent than him. All my dog did
 for couple of months was to avoid the
 jerk. He silently left the room anytime
 the ex. was around. He left the bed and
 stopped cuddling whenever ex. entered
 the room

 And when the ex. escalated to hitting me
 the dog slowly stood up and moved
 towards us: he got in between.
 Submissively. He put his big body in
 front of me, to be hit instead of me.
 Choose for yourself, who you want to
 keep.
naamahdarling:

purplepints:


cellular-thirst:

catscatsholyshitcats:

katnissdoesnotfollowback:

corpsefluid:

hmsindecision:

feeltheberd:

im crying

Do you know how many dogs I’ve met that get scared or anxious around men because in their previous home men hit them? A lot, and they are very protective of the women who have adopted them now.
Men who are violent towards women are often violent towards animals as well. They think we’re all chattel. If a man wants you to choose between your dog or cat or him, dump the guy. Those animals will love you for the rest of your life, loyal and true.

Actually, I have something to add.
The other day I saw a story where a woman was asking why her dogs had suddenly started growling at her boyfriend whenever he was in the same room as her son.
And my immediate thought was ‘that boyfriend has hurt the kid somehow.’
Spoilers: that was exactly the case.
Trust ur dogs when they say something is off.

The first time my sister came to visit, via plane, after I got my dog, pupper growled at her and wouldn’t go near her for the first day. Next visit was by car (two day drive)and pupper LOVED my sister. They snuggled and played and none of us could figure out why the change. We thought maybe the scent of my sisters cat had lingered on her clothes, making that first visit a rough one. Whereas when she came by car, the scent had had time to wear off. Well that was partially true…
Fast forward about six months when I went north to visit my family. My sister walked into my parents’ house and pupper ran to greet my sister. Stopped dead in her tracks and started growling and barking. Hackles raised, full protection mode. My sisters husband had just walked in behind her.
My precious puppy wanted NOTHING to do with him. She barked, growled, ran away, and sat between him and my sister. Y'all my dog had spent maybe a weekend a half around my sister but protected her like this was her flesh and blood.
Eventually, my sister filed for divorce on grounds of “Extreme and repeated mental, emotional, and sexual abuse.” Divorce was final in less than a month because her claims were substantiated.
Trust the dog, honey. They KNOW.


I’ve never owned dogs, but I used to work with horses (which are a lot like big dogs). 
There was this one horse I worked with named Tonto. He was a doll. He followed me like a puppy, snuck treats out of my pocket, he was the sweetest thing. We were practically inseparable. 
A guy I was considering dating came to visit me one day, and Tonto wanted NOTHING to do with him. Normally well behaved, he shoved himself between us and would NOT let this guy near me.  He was stomping, acting really aggressive, and tried to bite the guy. This horse was practically dragging me back toward the barn. At that moment, despite being like, 17, I knew something was up, and ultimately things didn’t pan out for guy and me. 
A year later I found out he had lied about his age (he said he was 18 but he was actually 27) he was arrested for sexually assaulting an 11 year old girl. 
TRUST THE ANIMALS.

ALWAYS TRUST THE BABS


Animals recognize predators. 


The reply with the mastiff gets me every single time. I’m not a dog person but my god, they are Good Animals.

naamahdarling: purplepints: cellular-thirst: catscatsholyshitcats: katnissdoesnotfollowback: corpsefluid: hmsindecision: feeltheberd...

Crime, Jail, and My House: uncleromeo when I was 11, my (black) neighbor witnessed my house being broken into. she called the police to report the crime. I came home from school and the robber was still inside. I personally watched as a man I didnt know walked out of my home with our stuff. the police didnt show up for 3 days. when they did, they told us there was nothing the could do because we "staged the house". they claimed we hid our tv's and valuables to make it look like more was actually stolen. they never asked for a description, never visited the neighbor who saw the break-in, anf as they left, they told us that stolen property is almost never recovered and we should "buy more and get on with [our] lives" when I was 23, I was dog-sitting for a (white) friend. her neighbor called the police and said there was a strange black man in her yard. the police showed up in 5 minutes. 6 units, 12 officers, stormed the back yard as I was running around with the dog. some came through the house and I know for a fact that the front door was locked. they damaged around $5000 worth of property, took her dog to the pound, and me to jail. my friend had to cut her trip short and drive 4 hours back to get me from jail and explain to police in person that she knew me. because "that could be anybody on the phone". the neighbor was with her when she came. we had met several times before. she was neither embarrassed nor apologetic. moral of the story? too many of us have lived this. too many of us didn't survive. Wow
Crime, Jail, and My House: uncleromeo
 when I was 11, my (black) neighbor witnessed my house being broken into.
 she called the police to report the crime. I came home from school and the
 robber was still inside. I personally watched as a man I didnt know walked out
 of my home with our stuff.
 the police didnt show up for 3 days.
 when they did, they told us there was nothing the could do because we
 "staged the house". they claimed we hid our tv's and valuables to make it look
 like more was actually stolen. they never asked for a description, never visited
 the neighbor who saw the break-in, anf as they left, they told us that stolen
 property is almost never recovered and we should "buy more and get on with
 [our] lives"
 when I was 23, I was dog-sitting for a (white) friend. her neighbor called the
 police and said there was a strange black man in her yard.
 the police showed up in 5 minutes.
 6 units, 12 officers, stormed the back yard as I was running around with the
 dog. some came through the house and I know for a fact that the front door
 was locked. they damaged around $5000 worth of property, took her dog to
 the pound, and me to jail.
 my friend had to cut her trip short and drive 4 hours back to get me from jail
 and explain to police in person that she knew me. because "that could be
 anybody on the phone". the neighbor was with her when she came. we had
 met several times before. she was neither embarrassed nor apologetic.
 moral of the story?
 too many of us have lived this. too many of us didn't survive.
Wow

Wow

Thrift Shop, Dresses, and Hotel: ל רגימ Lucky enough to find matching dresses for my boyfriend and me so we could do this pose at the Stanley Hotel. Estes Park, Co Thrift shop.
Thrift Shop, Dresses, and Hotel: ל
 רגימ
Lucky enough to find matching dresses for my boyfriend and me so we could do this pose at the Stanley Hotel. Estes Park, Co Thrift shop.

Lucky enough to find matching dresses for my boyfriend and me so we could do this pose at the Stanley Hotel. Estes Park, Co Thrift shop.

Butt, Friday, and Girls: Good morning gorgeous Mornin ( So I'm writing this book I've been working on it for a while, but I'm just stuck and have been for ages It's called "girls l'll disappoint in my 20's." wanna be in a chapter? Today 10:59 AM Do I get my own chapter? Oh for sure, I've gotta go over everything I could've done differently to make sure thatl don't fuck it up next time 'round Sounds like a lot of work Nah, after disappointing so many times it comes naturally Something you're quite proud of lol What'll be the name of my chapter? Or is that something you name afterwards? Today 12:54 PM Megan all the wrong choices How's that Disappointing You're doing well I can only go up from here My plan is working perfectly Oh? I'm just imagining you sitting there rubbing your hands together like an evil villain lol Oh yeah that's exactly what is happening here. Got my master plan right on track Next step is to make an awful first date and me dress up. n shist is about as nice Nah we're gonna find a nice bridge, cra open a carton of eggs and have some hobo chili Lmfao That sounds interesting Do the eggs go in the chili or do I get to throw them? Nah we throw them at each other, and let our body heat cook them. Just like how they did in the old days SWEET After that we can go to the local fountain and swim for a bit before qetting dessert Today 4:24 PM Can we get beignets? Today 4:42 PM Fine but you're paying Gonna be the worst date ever Ok so long as you're cooking the hobo chili K but in gonna burn it Fair warning When is this date? And there are gonna be a few hairs in it Extra flavor Oh god When are you free? I've got a butt load of work till Friday afternoon : I'm free Friday That works for me Cool Here's my number T Hobo chili
Butt, Friday, and Girls: Good morning gorgeous
 Mornin (
 So I'm writing this book
 I've been working on it for a while, but I'm
 just stuck and have been for ages
 It's called "girls l'll disappoint in my 20's."
 wanna be in a chapter?
 Today 10:59 AM
 Do I get my own chapter?
 Oh for sure, I've gotta go over everything I
 could've done differently to make sure thatl
 don't fuck it up next time 'round
 Sounds like a lot of work
 Nah, after disappointing so many times it
 comes naturally
 Something you're quite proud of lol
 What'll be the name of my chapter?
 Or is that something you name afterwards?
 Today 12:54 PM
 Megan all the wrong choices
 How's that
 Disappointing
 You're doing well
 I can only go up from here
 My plan is working perfectly
 Oh?
 I'm just imagining you sitting there rubbing
 your hands together like an evil villain lol
 Oh yeah that's exactly what is happening
 here. Got my master plan right on track
 Next step is to make an awful first date
 and
 me dress up.
 n shist is about as nice
 Nah we're gonna find a nice bridge, cra
 open a carton of eggs and have some hobo
 chili
 Lmfao
 That sounds interesting
 Do the eggs go in the chili or do I get to
 throw them?
 Nah we throw them at each other, and let
 our body heat cook them. Just like how they
 did in the old days
 SWEET
 After that we can go to the local fountain
 and swim for a bit before qetting dessert
 Today 4:24 PM
 Can we get beignets?
 Today 4:42 PM
 Fine but you're paying
 Gonna be the worst date ever
 Ok so long as you're cooking the hobo
 chili
 K but in gonna burn it
 Fair warning
 When is this date?
 And there are gonna be a few hairs in it
 Extra flavor
 Oh god
 When are you free?
 I've got a butt load of work till Friday
 afternoon
 : I'm free Friday
 That works for me
 Cool
 Here's my number
 T
Hobo chili

Hobo chili