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My incisions from ankle surgery have hit the itchy stage of healing and it's driving me crazy
(self.mildlyinfuriating)
Of course she did
LaunchesKayaks
joined 2 years ago
What even is reality
Life is a fever dream. I'd really like to wake up now
And I thought my house was chaotic with my beagle, golden doodle, and cats all working together to be absolute menaces.
I can't imagine how crazy your house was growing up lol.
I love my beagle because he's my boi. I will never own another one though. They're so loud.
My beagle really likes bread. If I'm eating a sandwich in front of him, he'll stare at me and whine. If he's feeling really bold, he'll start baying at me. It's kind of hilarious ngl
Thanks! I blasted my way through the main quest in preparation for 1999. Now I'm just working on getting my MR up and good frames and weapons built. My friends are so much farther along than me and they are a huge help. My fave part of the game, by far, is the fashion
My friends got me into Warframe about 6 months ago. We play together almost every night. We are so excited for the 1999 update.
Or reconstruct the whole damn government. Entire thing is fucked
This post caught my attention and decided to look at it despite my anxiety
Dope. We'll need it.
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One of my ducks has judged me since day one. I named her Judy. This is her at 1 day old.
(lemmy.world)
She's 8 months old now and still judges me.
She was so proud
She ran around barking like crazy for 30 minutes, then just laid on the floor and sulked until Radar got home.
This lil girl has been giving my sister a rough time all day. I'm laid up because I had ankle surgery, so my sister is in charge of the dogs during the day while pur parents are at work. They're all usually very good for the most part, but miss Rosie was getting into things all dang day.
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I imagine he is going to be even more up my butt after my surgery on Monday. He's the best boi. My goldendoodle puppy is too busy playing to stay with me. She comes and says hi every once in a while though lol.
He was almost blind, had severe brain damage, stomach issues, and a heart murmur that turned into congestive heart failure. He was born with these issues and his mom abandoned him. A former neighbor begged me to take him in because the shelters in our area wanted to kill him because he weighed less than 1 pound. I carried him around with me for a week to make sure he got fed enough and was doing well enough to be left alone.
Despite his issues, he was so lovable and good. He did like to pull pranks every so often.
He liked to steal slices of pizza, eat the cheese off of it, then leave the soggy slice where he knew I'd step on it.
He'd also smack me on the butt and run away.
He liked to wear bowties and would show everyone how dapper he looked.
His best friend was a wild cat bird. He and the bird would meow at each other through the window.
His fur changed colors and length drastically three times and we have no idea why.
He thought he was great at hiding, but he couldn't see, so he'd be in plain sight and we'd all be like, "where's jynxy? He is such a good hider!" And then he'd jump at use and meow like, "here I am!"
He knew his heart medicine was important and would remind me when it was medicine time.
Lil dude was my whole world. He died 2 years ago but I still cry like once a month over him.