dlitt.bsky.social
@dlitt.bsky.social
The little stray girl I found under a car is going to the shelter on her surrender date because literally every foster in central Texas ghosted me.

I called, I emailed, I filled out all the web forms, nobody got back to me.

Yes that's you, Jack Jack's pack. Yes that's you Austin Pets Alive. FAYM
February 1, 2026 at 10:41 AM
He's a good boy. We watch each other poop. I am as proud of him when he goes potty as Ms Rachel.

He is a very good boy and I kiss his face when I come home.
December 9, 2025 at 12:31 PM
Dogs are people.

Very few people rise to the moral rectitude and unironic joy of dogs.

When I come home, we're kisses and hugs and snuggles.

I want to be more like dogs and less like people.
November 1, 2025 at 7:51 AM
Jimmy is a distinguished gentleman. An erudite boy. And he ate his dinner like a good boy. We are very proud of him.
October 26, 2025 at 8:20 AM
A very good boy. We rolled out to the park this evening and listened to Cheap Trick's back catalog.

I snuck him a bunch of fried liver today, which is a pretty good day for a small, brown dog.
August 7, 2025 at 3:13 AM
Sweetie
July 17, 2025 at 4:46 AM
July 17, 2025 at 4:42 AM
I'm a dog person. I'm just naturally really good with dogs. I don't get cats, I don't want cats, I have three cats. I have this problem where I keep rescuing strays.

This is the little girl I took in:
July 17, 2025 at 4:34 AM
June 21, 2025 at 12:12 AM
I love my dog. He's a little dude, and he can't really fight. And I'm old and useless.

But I believe that every dog and dog person that falls asleep wakes up to a shared dream of sleeping around a fire in the dark and the snow.

This is the secret dream that dogs and dog people dream
June 7, 2025 at 8:06 AM
My boy is upset at the rats.
May 1, 2025 at 6:05 AM
My boy.
May 1, 2025 at 6:04 AM
Death to America, hail Satan.

My political agenda has been accused from time to time of being a bit radical.

Pernicious nonsense. Nothing could be further from the truth.

I'm a normie, and so is my dog.

This is my dog getting indignant at impious foolishness.
April 28, 2025 at 10:44 AM
Our girl goes hard.
April 5, 2025 at 9:06 PM
I kiss my dog right on the snoot all the time.

You would too if you weren't garbage.
March 29, 2025 at 7:50 AM
Jimmy is zonked after a day of doing stuff.

Play date with a rat terrier & a long walk at the dog park. Met a lot of other doggos at the park.

Good day for a good dog.
March 14, 2025 at 5:17 AM
Basically, the only person I like is my dog.

The best part of my day is coming home to dog kisses and getting punched in the face.

Every time we go outside to pee is a new adventure, snacks are always a party, and sleeping as much as possible is the highest ambition.

He's my best dude.
February 16, 2025 at 2:18 PM
Cool Pic of my dog. I love my boy.

He loves you too.
January 31, 2025 at 12:38 PM
Dreaming together.

All dog people have a hidden memory of dark and cold. Coming together in a forest for warmth and from hunger.

Dogs all have a shared dream of the wolf king who first proposed to domesticate the humans, and live by the fire.
January 21, 2025 at 10:04 AM
What immortal hand or eye could frame thy fearful symmetry?
January 11, 2025 at 10:00 AM
Cleaning out the fridge stock. Getting-ready-to-go-bad-mirpoix (and some parsnip, because why not), saute w/ pepper, butter & olive oil until almost brown, deglaze w/ thyme & extra hoppy IPA, add leftover turkey leg, rotisserie chicken & a fresh bay leaf.
January 9, 2025 at 3:35 AM
Chilly day at the dog park. Dude is looking sharp in his winter jacket.
January 8, 2025 at 11:49 PM
My snug boye.

52% Chihuahua, a bunch Rat Terrier / Shi Tzu / Scnauzer and other stuff mix according to the test I got him.

A fierce beast in a small package.

Mostly I smooch his face when I get home. The only dude I don't hate.
December 19, 2024 at 9:45 AM
I don't want cats, I have two cats. They ruin the furniture, and I don't want to think about how many cables they've murdered.

But, uh, Ziggy looks after my mom (he's a snuggler), Dude grooms me for fleas, and they both play with the dog.

I don't have fleas, so that's cool, I guess.
December 13, 2024 at 7:55 AM
Years ago, and probably for the wrong reasons, I took my dad's intro Sociology course. He made us read this. Still makes me think about my dad.
December 9, 2024 at 5:46 AM