@DoloresLiotard@DrPaiwanFan This is American don’t mistake it for a bread and butter pudding but even I can say it’s a damn sit better that French frogs legs!!!
@DrPaiwanFan OMG! Half the bread is just heated bread the liquid hasn’t even been able to soak in. That’s what I call a disaster bread and butter pudding and I can see why you need so much caramel sauce, it’s to make up for all the dry bread without any flavour 🤦🏼♀️.
Fireworks can be terrifying for animals, causing panic, injury, displacement and sometimes death. Always keep companion animals safe and secure by creating safe and familiar spaces. Continue to advocate for non-harmful ways we can all celebrate without causing the suffering of others. Keep wildlife rescue numbers handy for any displaced or injured wildlife you may come across after fireworks have ended.
Ban fireworks.
Just fucking ban them. There is no need for them.
If your argument is “but bonfire night” then you need to read the name of the celebration again. BONFIRE NIGHT. Nowhere does it mention fireworks.
@Ravious101 Id rather be alone than without my babes.
I’d never chose a man over my baby who loves me unconditionally and that unconditionally they would never ask me to chose.
Kick the boyfriend out! Find someone who loves you and them UNCONDITIONALLY!!
Make the right choice!
From a post
boyfriend dropped the ultimatum on me last night while I was feeding the dogs: "It's either me or them. I can't do this anymore." I just stood there holding Shadow's food bowl, watching my three rescues waiting patiently for dinner, and felt my heart crack in half.
"They're just dogs," he said. "You care more about them than you do about us." Maybe he's right - I did spend three weekends building custom bunk beds for them (took me forever and more trips to Home Depot than I care to admit). I did convert our spare room into their space. And yes, I do plan my entire schedule around their feeding times and anxiety medications.
But here's what he doesn't understand: Bruno was found in a dumpster with cigarette burns. Bella spent two years chained outside in all weather until her paws were permanently damaged. Shadow still won't let men near him after whatever hell he went through. I promised each of them they'd never be abandoned again.
My sister thinks I'm insane. "You're choosing dogs over a relationship? You'll die alone surrounded by animals." Even my mom suggested I rehome them. Everyone acts like I'm throwing my life away, but when I went through my divorce, when I couldn't get out of bed from depression, these three were the only reason I kept going.
I know what I should do. I know what makes logical sense. But how do I look at Shadow hiding under his special blanket and tell him that after everything, he's still not worth keeping? How is that not the ultimate betrayal?