1. Other Accounts
2. Days you want a litter due/Day to accel. breeding
3. Days I want a litter due/Day to accel. for friend/family birthdays
4. “How Could You?”
5. Melted Lake Pack
6. Noir’s Pack
7. Golden Pack
8. Note to self: Breeding Pairs
9. Future Litters
10. Normal people vs. Miraculous Ladybug Fans
Days you want a litter due | Days you have to Accelerate Breeding:
• Born New Years Eve (December 31) •Accelerate On December 17
• Born New Years Day (January 1) •Accelerate On December 18
• Born Valentine’s Day (February 14) •Accelerate On January 31
• Born Leap Year (February 29) •Accelerate On February 15
• Born Saint Patrick’s Day (March 17) •Accelerate On March 3
• Born April Fool’s Day (April 1) •Accelerate On March 18
• Born Memorial Day (May 31) •Accelerate On May 17
• Born Independence Day (July 4) •Accelerate On June 20
• Born Halloween (October 31) •Accelerate On October 17
• Born Christmas Eve (December 24) •Accelerate On December 10
• Born Christmas (December 25) •Accelerate On December 11
LEAP YEAR Every 4 Years (NEXT: 2020) – february 15th, 2020
Note to self: days to accelerate breeding for friend/family birthdays
my birthday (february 20) – accel. on february 6th
brother’s birthday (november 11) – accel. on october 28th
friend’s birthday (january 12) – accel. on december 29th
mom’s birthday (april 4th) – accel. on march 21st)
dad’s birthday (june 30) – accel. on 16th
twin cousins’ birthday (may 11) – accel. on april 27th
uncle’s birthday (April 1st) – accel. on march 18th
Sad story: “How could you?”
original creator unknown.
I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was �bad,� you�d shake your finger at me and ask, �How could you?� � but then you�d relent and roll me over for a belly rub.
My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.
We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because �ice cream is bad for dogs� you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.
Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.
She, now your wife, is not a �dog person� � still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate.
Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a �prisoner of love.� As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch � because your touch was now so infrequent � and I would�ve defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me.
These past few years, you just answered �yes� and changed the subject. I had gone from being �your dog�! to �just a dog,� and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You�ve made the right decision for your �family,� but there was a time when I was your only family
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said, �I know you will find a good home for her.� They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with �papers.� You had to pry your son�s fingers loose from my collar, as he screamed �No, Daddy Please don�t let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.
You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked, �How could you?�
They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind � that this was all a bad dream� or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me.
When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured, �How could you?� Perhaps because she understood my dog speak, she said, �I�m so sorry.�
She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn�t be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself � a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my �How could you?� was not directed at her.
It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.
Melted Lake Pack:
Alpha: Kailee – a large white thick-furred half wolf half shiba inu with icy blue eyes.
Second Alpha: Donut – a german shepherd dog with black & tan fur + brown eyes. Kailee’s mate.
Buck – a german shepherd dog with black & tan fur + lighter brown eyes. Donut’s litter-brother.
Zeus – a light brown & white pit bull with yellow eyes.
Saffron – a black, tan, & white german shepherd/wolf/shiba inu mix.
Buttermilk – a cream-tan and white shiba inu with brown eyes
Snowflake – a white shiba inu with blue eyes
Skye – A large black and white wolf with yellow eyes.
Hachi – a white shiba inu with brown markings and one blue eye one green eye.
Cotton – a white shiba inu with brown eyes.
Cody- a black and white german shepherd/wolf/shiba inu mix
Alpha: Noir (a solid black German shepherd male with green eyes.)
Beta: Mari (a red and white border collie husky mix female with blue eyes)
Leaf: a brown and tan female mutt
Flare: a red and white male with a fluffy curled tail and fox like appearance. (A shiba inu) has red-orange eyes.
Fog: a pale gray male mutt
Dust: a tan male mutt with light brown flecks and ears
Toffee: a golden retriever female
Pepper: a black tri male with a fluffy curled tail and dark green eyes (parents: Honey, Flare)
Ray: a yellow labrador male
Pebble: a small short haired male with white fur and black splotches.
Snake: a brindle male swift dog (greyhound)
Feather: a small tan female with wiry fur
Honey: a red and white female with a fluffy curled tail and fox like appearance. (a shiba inu) has one light green eye one dark green eye.
Sky: a red and white male with a fluffy curled tail and light green eyes (parents: Honey, Flare)
Reesey: a small white female with curly fur (mother to Nip (a fluffy white male))
Omega: a small gray female with wiry fur (also known as Echo)
Nip: a small white curly haired male with brown eyes (around 4 days old)
Mango: a small white male with curly fur. Younger brother of Reesey. (6 months old)
Note to self: Breeding Pairs
These are Foopets I have paired together as forever mates. This means they will be bred with only each other, and can’t be bred with any other pet.
Mari x Noir
Kailee x Donut
Skip x snow
Normal People vs. Miraculous Ladybug fans:
(Original by: ChatNoir-)
NORMAL: say Oh My God! (OMG!)
ML FAN: say Oh Mon Dieu! (OMD!)
NORMAL: sees a black cat and think it’s bad luck or just a normal black cat
ML FAN: sees a black cat and think it’s Plagg or Chat Noir
NORMAL: sees a blonde haired anime boy/blue haired anime girl and thinks nothing different of them
ML FAN: sees a blonde haired anime boy/blue haired anime girl and thinks they are Felix/Adrien wannabes or Bridgette/Marinette wannabes
NORMAL: sees a butterfly and thinks ‘ohh a butterfly!’
ML FAN: sees a butterfly and thinks ‘OH NO AN AKUMA!’
NORMAL: ignores this post
ML FAN: copies and pastes this to their profile