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#healthy doggos Lifestyle

healthydoghabits · 10 days

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🗣️ Hey, fur-friends and dog lovers! 🐾🐶

❓ Have you ever wondered why our canine companions sometimes resort to biting? It's not just a random act! 🐺 Biting is a deeply ingrained behavior that dates back to their wolf ancestors. It was essential for communication, self-defense, and establishing the pack's pecking order. 🐕‍🦺

🏡 Although our beloved pooches have been domesticated, the instinct to bite hasn't completely disappeared. There are various reasons a dog might feel the need to bite - feeling threatened, scared, or anxious are just a few. 😨

🎵 Unexpected loud noises, new environments, or even a history of bad experiences can trigger their defense mechanism. It's their way of feeling a bit more secure when they perceive danger. ⚠️

📢 Let's open up this conversation and share experiences! 🗨️ Have you ever dealt with a biting situation? What do you think could have triggered it? 🐕‍🦺 🐺

💬 Drop a comment below, share your story, and let's learn together how we can create a safer environment for our four-legged friends. 🏞️

🧠 And remember, if you're looking to learn more about your dog's behavior or seeking a new furry family member who's just waiting to give you all their love (minus the biting 😉), swing by Doggozila! 🛜 🐕‍🦺

🗞️ This article 🔗 ( https://doggozila.com/why-do-dogs-bite/ ) 📚 can help you if sometimes you or someone close to you find in similar situation. ⭕

🐕‍🦺 We're here to help you understand and care for your dogs better. See you soon! 👋 #Doggozila #DogEducation #UnderstandingDogs #NoMoreBiting #WhyDogsBite #DogTraining #HealthyDogHabits #HealthyDoggos #HealthyDoggosLifestyle

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doggozila · 2 months

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blep-pup · 8 months

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As a havanese owner, what would you say their energy levels are like, along with how long it takes to groom them? are they trainable? I'm thinking about getting one in the future

hey there! great questions! this is a long post cuz I love info-dumping about animals, ESPECIALLY my little boy so I'm putting a cut

Energy: dogs energy levels is something I was quite concerned with too since I'm a fairly low energy person and I cannot reliably keep a high energy dog satisfied. If you sniff around the internet you'll find multiple sources saying that a healthy, standard havanese only really needs about 40 minutes of exercise per day. If this isn't met, they'll likely get mischievous around your house inviting you to play with them because they're (not consciously) trying to get that energy out. Now they're also a pretty sturdy breed in that if you have an active lifestyle they can adapt to that pretty well, just don't expect them to be husky levels of par on par with you

Puppies are of course a little different. All young dogs will have higher energy needs than adults do, and depending on the age, will also have different tolerances to amounts and sometimes will crash and just sleep.

They should chill out, comparatively speaking, as they age, but havaneses are known for remaining playful and mischievous throughout their lives. I've met multiple havanese and havanese mix owners who tell me about their dogs' "teasing"

I got Milou when he was 11 weeks old and he was pretty bouncing off the walls energetic, but he'd reliably crash for 1-2 hours of sleep with just 30-60 minutes of play. I couldn't really walk him for more than 30 minutes at a time though, with our average walks at that age being about 20-30 minutes and he'd walk twice a day. When he reached the 4-6 month mark, he could play for like 60-90 minutes before getting tired and even then he'd still try milking a little more out of me. Now he's over a year and he asks to play less and play sessions last less, but he's still a spunky little boy who will steal shoes to provoke me into chasing him. Milou is a good walker though, so 80% of my energy sink with him is walking him. If you're down to play with your pup that works too

Grooming: I'm going to answer this question from a groomer's perspective because that's what I do professionally. Havaneses are what you call a hypo-allergenic breed (at the very least, their fur should not cause allergies, or not strong allergic reactions, but technically there is no such thing as a truly hypo-allergenic dog) so they have the type of fur that just grows and never stops. They don't shed which is very nice, but they are constantly growing, and havanese fur grows fast. They are 100% a breed that requires frequent grooming

how long does it take to groom them? well, this depends on the dog, on average a small breed like the havanese takes me 1-2 hours, but there are a lot of factors in this including how well trained to tolerate grooming your pup is. There are some breeds that on average are amazing at being groomed, for some reason (90% of the schnauzers I do are the best doggos) and there are some breeds that on average are terrible at being groomed (90% of the wheaten terriers I do HATE being groomed). Havaneses don't lean one way or another, it boils down to personality and training. One of my best clients is a havanese. One of my worst clients is also a havanese. Milou is pretty good, but I still need to work with him on his front paws. If you get a havanese puppy, you have to get them used to being handled and moved around for grooming if you want them to be cooperative, which leads to a faster groom. You can do this by offering treats when doing handling training sessions with your pup. Milou went from HATING his face being touched, to letting me grab his nose, move it around and even lets me scrap tarter off of his teeth, but this took work.

The other factor is whether or not you keep your havanese fur long or short or inbetween. I personally like to keep Milou's comfort in mind. In the winter, I keep his coat at 16mm, all the pictures of him fluffy are during that time. In the summer I gave him a summercut, aka 1/4 inch. If you keep your havanese fur long, you WILL HAVE TO BRUSH IT. Havanese fur is very thin and matts easily, especially if they are active. Milou's legs matt a lot in the winter because he loves playing in the snow. If you can brush every day, that's ideal. If you can just brush multiple times a week, that's okay too. If you only brush when you're doing a full groom, your dog is going to be matted and it is not only going to take longer but will even make the grooming painful for them which will make them hate grooming.

Trainability: This is going to be a little confusing so bear with me alright?

I had a beagle before I had Milou. Beagles are food motivated. They are a stubborn breed who will follow their nose, but if you have food ohhohho they will do whatever you want whenever you want. Lili was an extremely well trained beagle because of this

Havanese are... not known for being food motivated. you might find some individuals who are, but on average, remember that they're a toy breed, toy breeds are annoying about eating food. And here's the other kinda weird thing alright. Havanese are first and foremost a companion breed. They just want to make you happy. But they also have a stubborn streak in them. If they don't feel like doing something, they're not going to do it

Milou (keep in mind this isn't just abysmally rare for dogs in general but especially for a toy breed who are notoriously difficult to potty train) nailed his potty training day 1 of bringing him home. He bent down to pee, I picked him up, put him on the pee pad, and threw him a praise and petting party when he finished. Ever since that day he would make an effort to exclusively pee on the potty pad. Nowadays, he prefers to pee outside whenever possible but we still have accidents on rugs and carpets here and there if we haven't taken him out to potty enough. So you'd think he'd be easy to train right?

there were so many days where he would do the trick for me like three times, and then just decide he was done with training and would rather do something else. You really have to get to know your dog and what motivates them. Milou will do tricks all day if there's good enough praise and the treats are high value (aka lunchmeats like ham and turkey, gourmet little stinker). But all in all, with enough patience, consistency, communication and kindness, you can have a well trained and well behaved havanese. Milou is a good little boy who is very well trained

As will all dogs, havaneses respond well to positive feedback, and honestly, there is no easy or quick way to train a dog. It takes time and work. There are things you will work on, that you won't feel the benefits of until MONTHS later. Also, keep in mind that a dog who feels safe and secure with their owner (barring personality) should grow up to feel confident about the world around them. I put a lot of work into Milou and making sure he was exposed to new things as a puppy and having those experiences be good ones so that now that he's over a year, he's not scared of trying new things or meeting new dogs

In conclusion: Havaneses are like any other dog, they take time and work, they need to be exercised and groomed, but they are amazing companions. They just love you and they want to be with you! Multiple people I've met who've owned havaneses tend to report "best dog I've ever had". Milou is only my second, but honestly, I'm inclined to agree. He's fantastic. Always keep in mind your pup's breed and breed needs when getting one such as needing grooming, and also put in training to make sure your pup doesn't develop separation anxiety as is common in toy breeds and especially havaneses who are bred to love you to the moon and back. I wish you luck with your future best friend!

OH ALMOST FORGOT for a toy breed there's actually a lot of size variation in havaneses, so either go for a breeder who has parents with the sizes you're looking for, or... don't be picky. The smallest havanese at my work is 7lbs, Milou is average size at 13lbs and I've seen a havanese that's 25lbs, bigger than my beagle. While I personally love tiny dogs, it was purely a coincidence that the breeder I got Milou from had tiny parents and even then Milou turned out a little under twice their size XD point is, be aware that there's a lot of different sizes they come in, and there's not really a standard color for them either. They literally come in all colors except brindle. I personally think this is fun

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derelictheretic · 11 months

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If you're still taking the Daemon AU asks, I'm kinda curious about what you think Blue's Daemon would be.

For beloved Blue my first thought immediately went to a German Sheperd or Golden Retriever!

German Sheperd;

"The breed is marked by a willingness to learn and an eagerness to have a purpose. They are curious, which makes them excellent guard dogs."

From my understanding of Blue they've got a healthy curiosity and are pretty open to learning, given what they do I'd say they have a pretty solid grasp on their purpose of helping people and the like which fits in pretty well here. And they seem to be very protective of their friends and loved ones which matches too!!

German shepherds also make wonderful working dogs and are great when it comes to navigation and search and rescue which would come in handy with Blue's line of work! German shepherds are also incredibly loyal and have big old softie hearts which mirrors Blue quite well. They share the playful with family and absolute terrifying nightmare to enemies thing as well!

"They are not inclined to become immediate friends with strangers."

This I think works too because obviously when Joseph and the Seeds approached Blue the first few times Blue was wary and as far as I know that caution is given to most people trying to get close to Blue at first. Their personalities just align very well and I think a German sheperd Daemon would seamlessly work alongside Blue's lifestyle.

Golden retriever;

The Golden retriever is similar in some senses but is more of a softie and less work focused and I think would play more on Blue's playful nature.

"The Golden Retriever is considered an intelligent, gentle natured and very affectionate breed of dog."

I'd say Blue is very intelligent and gentle natured, they have a golden heart and care deeply for their friends so this works in that aspect. The Golden Retriever Daemon could show more of Blue's fun laid-back side, it might contrast their work mode pretty well actually and give people a glimpse into their good nature.

I could imagine quite a bit of witty banter between Blue and their Daemon if their Daemon did lean more into their playful side. There's also a chance their Golden Retriever Daemon wouldn't be able to poker face quite as well as Blue, so their emotions would be a little bit more on display through them which could cause some tension. I think they'd still be able to work well together though, having to comfort your own soul in a moment of stress can be good for self reflection anyway!

(I also briefly considered a deer solely for the vibes but I think the doggos fit best)

#for names I was thinking Cora. Beau. Lev or Red for a fun parallel lol #dean answers #aceghosts #Daemon AU Tag

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agapemastiffs · 12 days

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The Cane Corso: Your Own Personal Roman Gladiator (But Cuddlier)

The Cane Corso is a living, breathing statue (with a playful side). These athletic guardians boast a history as rich as your grandma's lasagna recipe, and their loyalty runs deeper than the Colosseum dungeon. But before you start digging a moat for your new best friend, let's break down the good, the gladiator-sized, and the surprisingly snuggly of owning a Cane Corso.

From Roman Warriors to Modern Day Bodyguards:

Imagine a world without fences. That was life for the Romans, who used these powerful pups for everything from fighting alongside warriors to guarding livestock (because apparently, togas weren't enough of a deterrent). These weren't your average guard dogs – Cane Corsos were basically furry gladiators, with the strength and agility to take down anything that threatened their humans. Much like their counterpart the Neapolitan Mastiff. After the Roman Empire chilled out, Cane Corsos almost disappeared, surviving in secret dog fight clubs in southern Italy ( kidding, kind of). Luckily, some dog lovers stepped in and brought these incredible creatures back from the brink. Today, they're sought-after companions who are as happy cuddling on the couch as they are keeping an eye out for danger.

A Loyal Protector with a Playful Streak:

The Cane Corsos lifespan is approximately 9–12 years, which is longer than the average for a giant-breed dog. Cane Corsos are like cuddly warriors – fiercely loyal and protective of their families, but with a playful side that makes them fun companions. They're smart and eager to please, which means training can be a breeze (as long as you ditch the whole dominance thing). However, their independent streak is real. The English Mastiff can also be very playful as well. Early socialization is key to preventing them from becoming suspicious of strangers. Think of them as the security guards of the dog world – they'll let everyone know who's boss, but would rather play fetch than tackle someone (unless they really need to).

Owning a Roman Athlete: Exercise Needs and More:

Cane Corsos are not couch potatoes. These athletic doggos need regular exercise and mental stimulation to be happy. Daily walks, playtime, and activities that challenge their brains are a must. Their athleticism makes them perfect for active owners who enjoy running, hiking, or showing off their doggo parkour skills.

Owning Cane Corso Puppies means having a house that resembles a small Roman villa (with a yard, of course). Apartments or cramped spaces are a no-go for these large breeds. A fenced-in yard is their personal Colosseum, giving them space to roam and unleash their inner gladiator (minus the actual fighting). Grooming is a breeze (think one or two brushings a week), but their shedding might require a team of maids (or a good vacuum cleaner). Regular vet checkups, a healthy diet, and keeping them at a good weight are key to a long and happy life for your furry athlete.

Training Your Loyal Companion: Respect is Key:

Cane Corsos are smart, but their independent streak can make traditional training methods a challenge. Positive reinforcement with treats and praise is your best bet. They want to please their humans, so positive vibes go a long way. Early socialization is crucial to prevent fearfulness or aggression later in life. Think of it as teaching them proper doggy etiquette – gotta know how to interact with other creatures (especially the smaller ones).

Who Should Adopt a Cane Corso?

These aren't your average lapdogs. The ideal owner has an active lifestyle and a house that resembles a small castle (with a secure yard, of course). Experience with large breeds is a plus, as their size and strength require a confident and capable handler. Families with older children who understand canine behavior can find a loyal companion in a Cane Corso. But first-time dog owners, those with small children, or inhabitants of tiny apartments might want to consider a smaller guardian, like a fluffy pug (minus the gladiator skills).

The Unwavering Loyalty of a Modern Guardian:

If you can provide the space, care, and consistent training a Cane Corso requires, the rewards are epic. Their unwavering loyalty, athletic spirit, and protective nature make them cherished companions. The Tibetan Mastiff is also very loyal to their owner. Owning a Cane Corso isn't just about having a dog; it's about welcoming a guardian with a proud history and a heart of gold into your life.

In Conclusion:

The Cane Corso is a breed unlike any other. Their imposing size embodies the spirit of the Roman arena, while their athleticism and intelligence make them capable partners in modern adventures. Carefully consider the responsibilities involved in owning one of these majestic creatures. If you can provide the leadership, training, and love they deserve, a Cane Corso will reward you with a loyal friend and a protector for life.

A Watchful Protector: For The Progression Of The Ages

Mastiffs, gentle giants with ancient roots, come in various breeds. Loyal guardians with calm temperaments, they require ample space, training, and experienced owners due to their size and strength. Though some breeds have wrinkles, all Mastiffs offer a lifetime of devotion.

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benefits1986 · 4 months

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Peace Tea

Is peace the absence of chaos or is it choosing to be still amidst the seemingly unending mess?

The past weeks of another new year has been really curious. First stop, my the closest brother of my dad is now undergoing radiation as his cancer reached his brain. He's currently practicing how to move around with his wheelchair and will be back soon from Singapore. My tita who we grew up with in one house is seeing progress in her battle with liver cancer but even when they can be considered affluent, expenses just keep piling up. A few days ago, my brother updated me that he now has two cysts in his kidney. Dad is not coping well since nerbiyoso talaga siya. I can feel his center of gravity is being tested. Nabasag pa niya kanina 'yung prized Beatles glass ko na pang-taho ko or pang-iced matcha. He messaged me and told me: Nabasag, natural sad. I've been egging him to go out of the house more kasi staying in might just make him "spiral" more. He's been asking me why things are happening that way.

With less sarcasm and an ounce or two of lambing, I tell him that good things and bad things happen to good and bad people. Ganun talaga. While being on the preventive side, if cancer is in your family tree, 'wag ka ng kabahan. Even when you try to have a healthy lifestyle, it can only take you so far. It may well just be part of the whole circle of life. You get things you deserve, in the same manner that you gets things you do not deserve. I told dad: 'Di tayo puwedeng magkasakit or mag-buckle because our family needs us at our best, whatever that means. LOL. I also aligned my doggo babes na bawal munang magkasakit kasi magja-Japan pa ako. Kaya bahala sila diyan. Choz. Buti na lang talaga may Japan trip akong parating kasi 'yun na lang talaga ang glimmer ko for now. ;) Baliw na kung baliw, but that's how I egg roll.

I've been getting lines like, you seem to look blooming. UHM. Now, I try my best to say thank you na lang kahit parang baliw lang 'yung mga ganitong comment. Speaking of which, tawang-tawa ako kasi may isang curious question na binato sa akin. You seem like you're doing thirst traps because you have this Jap OOTD vibe. Syempre, I breathed muna before my pakawalang sagot: I don't do thirst traps. They do not apply to me. I dress depending on my depression, my mood and my laundry. I don't really give a shit about what people say so as long as they don't fuck my core. I also had a comeback, a curious one: So, na-thirst trap ka ba since ikaw naman nag-bring up niyan? Sinagot naman na: I appreciate your look. Hindi siya cringe. Me: So, it's safe to say, it's a yes, then? Tumawa then tumahimik na.

Muntik ko na actually sabihin na practice Jap OOTD kasi 'yun pero sinabi ko na lang which is true naman din talaga na ultra femme era ko ngayon. Kaya case closed.

Side Note: May mala-tito akong taga-OOTD check kasi trip niya ring mag-comment as a tito vibe 1000000. Kaya, mas lalo akong unbothered since medyo maarte 'tong mala-tito na 'to na akala mo walang pake, pero, meron, meron, meron. Side Note 2: Daming time ng mga taong mag-comment noh? Hahahaha. 'Yung dating favorite line ko, balik ko lang: Wala akong pake kung naabala ka kasi ikaw 'yan. More importantly, 'di kita inaabala. Ikaw nangaabala sa sarili mo. Basta, don't get in my way lang. Thank u, next.

LOL. Peace tea. Peace, teh.

Peace is choosing to breath better and deeper even when things are firing up and are over ice na mala-North Pole galing. Peace is finding a sanctuary that comes from within. Peace is not the absence of chaos; it's about making sense of the mess, the fuck ups, the shitballs, the mental and figurative blue balls, too. Peace is when you laugh at ugh and icky circumstances from poor choices and poorest choices, too. Peace is forgiving yourself and the universe, too. Peace is your surrender after the end of your fight or flight chapter. Peace is enjoying small talks and believing that things will come around, eventually. Kung baga: Relak lang, as V says. Relak. Peace is also the aura glow in spite getting really bad news that spell life and death. Peace is smiling at life and death, too.

Since we're on that topic na... let me share... If noon, I prayed na 'wag muna akong mamatay kasi sobrang lungkot ko, ngayon andun na ako sa point na, I may not achieved a lot, but, I have made decent strides sa chapter ng life ko na 'di na ako super duper sad. I guess this is really my overdue moving forward sa mom issues ko. 'Di naman ako super happy, pero if I die today or tomorrow, I think I'd be able to say that I fought a good fight even when getting a one-way flight is better. This is not a suicide note ha. It's actually a milestone.

Life is indeed super short and usually, it's not well lived. So, while we have time, let's make things happen, unti-unti. Let's also let things go and flow, because, whatever's meant for you will find its way to you and be with you through it all. Tiwala lungs.

Nagababalik po. It's really Ariana > Taylor.

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whateversgnarly · 1 year

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Before we meet again

Dear Punk, If you see this before I see you, know that this isn’t how I wanted it to be. This isn’t how I wanted you to find out and I have been figuring out how to tell you for the last 48 hours and then some. I need you to know that I tried. That I tried for years to figure it out and beat this. I need you to know that I am stopping treatment and that this is going to take me down pretty quick. I need you to know that I am sorry that I didn’t get to beat it. I’m sorry that we never got to have the life we talked about and that I ruined the relationship we had. I’m sorry that I wasn’t the person you needed me to be, that I didn’t put more effort into adapting to the lifestyle that made you happy; because all I ever want, truly, is for you to be happy. You deserve the world and then some and I wish that I could have helped give that to you.

I know, I know, this sounds like a goodbye. And I think in some ways, it is. I think this is me letting you go because I have held onto you or the idea of you for some time now and it’s not fair to you or to me. I held onto unrealistic expectations that maybe somehow we would work it out and get to share the life together that we talked about over all those late night conversations. Memories of conversations like that play back in my mind like old time movie reels and I find that at my lowest points, those are the things that bring me back to present.

I still remember the first time I met you, this insane flooding of feelings that came rushing over me and the sudden urge to quit and run out the door flooded me because the intense pull I felt overcame every rational decision I could have made. I remember the first time I met your partner, how I instantly did not like her and even worse how she treated you. I remember the first party we were at together, I thought you didn’t like me and were avoiding me. The second party, I often try not to remember. I was blacked out and crossed and made decisions I regret. Kissing your knee, was the highlight of that night. I remember the next morning thinking I would never see you again because of how stupid I was. Seeing you walk through that door still brings the biggest smile to my face just thinking about it.

I remember the early stages of dating you, the first time we kissed, the sleepovers, the absolute happiest I have ever been. You felt like home, feel like home and safety and dating you was the first time it ever felt like dating my best friend. You me and Kai really did make a little family all our own. I miss the family we had created. I miss you in every sense of the word. Even if we were just platonic together, I miss you in my life.

I want to thank you. To thank you for existing in my life, for teaching me how to love myself better and how to love others better. I need to thank you for saving me in more ways than I can count. Picking my bleeding body up off the ground, holding space for me in my darkest days and for all of the times I came running to you as my safe space. Most of all, I need to thank you for loving me and for letting me love you.

You, are and will always be the love of my life. I will never love anyone a fraction of the way I love you. I saw a whole life with you. Doggos and a house and a life that felt good for us both and I am sorry that I ruined that. I couldn’t let go of the monogamous lifestyle or dreams of getting married someday. Please know that I didn’t want to control you or who you loved or how you loved, marriage was something I had wanted since I was a kid, to promise my all to someone and to have a healthy love. I know we talked about kids briefly, and the love we had was one I genuinely wanted to teach them. A healthy love, a kind and patient love. Not like the ones you and I grew up watching. I love you and I hope you are happy and being loved in all the ways you deserve to be loved.

You know, we used to listen to All I Ask by Adele and I never thought much of it. I never really listened to it that closely but I loved hearing you sing it. I listened to it today and I think for the first time in my life, it held such a different meaning. It held so much more weight.

I do not know when I will see you next. I do not know if it will feel different, the same way our texting feels different. distant. I do not know what comes next. I do know that I can say with confidence, you are the most beautiful soul that I have ever had the pleasure of knowing, of loving, of existing with. There are so many things I could say to you but for now I will just say; I love you, goodnight.

Love, Loser

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doggozila · 27 days

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franfromfattofit · 5 years

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Spent the day at the beach yesterday with Rudy - the weather was so sunny and the sea was so warm.Seeing Rudy running around free,playing with other dogs makes me so happy.

Such a chilled out day for us which was very overdue, I’m not very good at taking rest days but it was the perfect day to do nothing.

#livinghisbestlife #dogs of tumblr #dogmom #doggo #rescue dog #beach day #beach vibes #beachy #rest day #just a girl and her dog #healthier lifestyle #healthy #relaxed #moments #cherisheverymoment #live life

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ohfitdog · 5 years

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He's doing my morning workout for me

#weight loss #fitspo #healthy lifestyle #Fitness #doggo #A very good boy

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fitnessnbubba · 2 years

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💥Get Healthy, Get a Dog, a Special Health Report from Harvard Medical School, details the many ways that dogs can improve the lives of humans. 💥The health connection is often a two-way street. People who are overweight and sedentary tend to have dogs that are overweight and sedentary. In fact, obesity has reached epidemic proportions in the canine community — affecting more than half of dogs — just as it has among humans. So if you have an unhealthy, overweight dog, that may be a red flag that you’re unhealthy yourself. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ • 🙋🏼‍♂️ Do you agree? • • 👉🏻 Follow @fitness.n.bubba for more like this 😬 👈🏻 • • • • #healthyliving #doggos #healthanddogs #puppylove #healthylifestyle #healthyfood #health #fitness #healthy #healthyeating #wellness #weightloss #nutrition #weightlossjourney #chorkie #fitnessmotivation #motivation #facts #menshealth #lifestyle #workout #fitness healthylife #fit #selfcare #healthychoices #fitfam #exercise #chorkielove #fitnessjourney #loveyourself #fitnation (at Healthy Living) https://www.instagram.com/p/CXJoKO9pOxH/?utm_medium=tumblr

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whatevenisthisidk · 6 years

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These Dogs are My Life!

So this will just be a super quick post tonight! Tonight is the first night where I am babysitting my dad’s dogs! I mean, I know it’s dog-sitting, but they basically act like little kids anyway. Dolce is just so quirky and weird and Buddy is needy, but super smart. I love them both and they are pretty my babies.

Today in art we had to do blind contouring and... oh boy did I come up with some interesting things! Basically, blind contouring is when you look at an object and draw its perceived edges, but without looking down at your paper. Most of my stuff looked like squiggly blobs, but I guess I did it right!

Today I’ve been kinda bad with eating, but tomorrow I will get back on track. I don’t have a lot of junk food at my dad’s house and I am going to be doing some meal prepping on Sunday. If any of you are interested in what I’ll be cooking, just let me know!

Also, my dad and stepmom have a stationary bike in their room, weights, kettle balls, and my stepmom gave me a big packet of home work out stuff! I’m really excited to try some of it out this week. I might copy a lot of her stuff if I like it! I also worked out like crazy today, but missed yoga, which I hate doing. I’ve been doing so good with it, but I’m just so tired tonight.

Quick Edit: I have lost 2 pounds! I mentioned yesterday that I would post my current weight so I am now at 337! I know 2 pounds doesn’t seem like a lot, but it’s a start and it’s always better than gaining 2 pounds!

#exercise #healthy #health #healthy lifestyle #yoga #work out #working out #weight loss #losing weight #weight loss journey #babysitting #dog sitting #good doggos #anti fat acceptance

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Hello Poppy! I hope you slept well! Here is the reminder you requested to create a mob au hc post like the cowboy post. Have a wonderful day!

Thank you, it’s finally time! I’m gonna put it under a cut immediately because having twenty skeletons makes every post with all of them automatically a long one!

Full disclaimer-- none of the boys are bosses, that falls on the monarch(s) of their universes... but that doesn’t mean they don’t have their own roles to play~

(Warnings: mentions of crime, drugs, violence, sex, brief sexism [probably not the way you’d think] and ableism, plus all the usual mob-tropes I may have forgotten to mention)

Sans (Undertale): He’s a...humble purveyor of items, quality goods produced economically in order to pass those savings on to the crafty consumer who might not want to pay full, exorbitant price for ‘name-brand’ luxuries... Yeah, he’s the ‘you wanna buy a watch?’ guy and he spends most of his days (strategically) wandering around the city looking for customers to hock knockoff, lookalike watches, wallets and bags to. The fuzz know him by name but can never seem to find anything to hold him on, so he’s mostly just a harmless nuisance to be shooed along elsewhere if there’s been any complaints. (He’s real good at making friendly conversation with the law enforcement and keeping all eyes on him, and frankly, if there were any real shady business going on somewhere nearby... well, the cops certainly wouldn’t know about it, too busy hustling him along down the street, now would they?)

Papyrus (Undertale): An upstanding citizen, unlike his brother who’s always in some little trouble with the law or other. He is gainfully employed at a fitness center, and he commutes there by car, because paid for his license to operate one and practiced his driving skills and saved up until he could afford a very beautiful, shiny car of his own! It’s a very nice vehicle...so nice, even, that he doesn’t like to drive it for...recreational outings with friends, in case the paint might get scuffed. That’s why his friends let him borrow their cars when they go out, and let him drive very fast (but safely!) all over the city, even at strange hours or by ‘suspicious’ locations. He’s certainly never seen anything suspicious going on, he just waits outside, and if he happens to keep a First Aid kit in his glove-box, that’s just taking precautions, isn’t it? Accidents happen, you know! (He’s the best getaway driver in town and he knows it, but plausible deniability--the less he ‘knows,’ the better.)

Sky (Underswap Sans): Just your average, ordinary businessman, running a nice little bar for average, ordinary folks of all kinds. Well... he co-owns the place with a buddy of his, Grillby, but Grillbz is a free spirit and a real man about town, so really most of the ‘running’ is down to him. And he loves it! So many people (monsters and humans) to meet and chat with and serve... human food and alcohol, of course. Monster food and alcohol isn’t legalized yet to serve to humans, and a black mark like that against his little establishment would be just awful. He adheres fully to the rules and regulations set forth by human governmental agencies, no magic in anything he passes across the counter, skeleton’s honor! ...Total bullshit, obviously-- he’s running a speakeasy for humans who want to partake in a little monster food or booze, because it’s not harmful to humans and that makes it an even stupider regulation than prohibition was. Grillby taught him most of the menu and cooks on the rare occasions he’s in, while Sky handles the liquid menu and keeps an eye-socket out for snitches and inspectors trying to catch him in the act. He’s never missed a rat yet.

Paps (Underswap Papyrus): He works at his brother’s place. In the back. Only part-time, though, Sky’s got it mostly buttoned up there, so Paps has a lot of leisure time to wander around the city, hit up his favorite joints, chat with friends--and strangers that can become friends, he’s a friendly sorta guy. And if he’s ever seen sharing a cigarette or two with one of those friends, of course it’ll be a totally normal tobacco cigarette, and no exchange of money or anything else incriminating about the interaction. ...Doggo is the one that does the deals, he’s got the Dog Treat supply and a client base that’s steadily starting to include humans--but since Dog Treats are classed as Monster Consumables and illegal to distribute to humans, in spite of being non-addictive, only mildly affective, and non-irritant to lungs, things get a little more convoluted. Paps hits up Doggo at Muffet’s (a wholly monster establishment) for the Dog Treats and a client list, ‘refurbishes’ the Treats to resemble cigarettes, and then meets up with anybody who prepaid for their order real casual-like to fence ‘em. He gets a little cut of the profits, and a discount when he’s picking up for pleasure instead of business--like a (slightly) more illegal girl scout cookie racket.

Jasper (Underfell Sans): Him? He’s just an average joe in all respects. He’s got a little auto shop, spends his days tuning up cars and bikes and such as the like, and most evenings out having fun with anybody else who’s out looking to have a good time--food and drink and maybe a little gambling, but small games, low stakes, for charity, yanno? Nothing illegal, he’d freely assure anyone concerned about the law. Yep, he’s a perfectly normal, law-abiding citizen...as far as anyone can tell. If he does a little work on the side, when specifically requested to, by perhaps one of his monarchs or one of the parties they’d approved to ask for his...services... Well, he’s certainly too quick and clean about it to leave any hard evidence behind, and he’s always far away from...whatever may have happened...with too many witnesses all in agreement that he was there and couldn’t have been anywhere else, unless he could somehow make it across town in the blink of an eye. (His side-gig is as a hitman. He keeps his shortcut ability very tightly under wraps to make for perfect alibis, and takes his targets out with magic bullets which he can disappear afterwards. If he’s ever somehow implicated in anything, he’s happy to point out to the nice officers that he doesn’t even own a weapon. They’re free to look, but all they’ll find is a set of knuckledusters he keeps on his person, purely for protection--and look how shiny the brass is, never even been used, officers! Guess they’ve got nothing on him, after all...)

Pyre (Underfell Papyrus): A law-abiding citizen. He must be--surely one can’t get more law-abiding than a lawyer...right? He actually does keep his (lack of) nose clean, but studying the convoluted mess that is human law doesn’t leave time for much else--even when your studies are funded by royalty and you’re given everything you need to open up your own practice as soon as you’ve passed the bar. Still, his skill and knowledge in arguing the law is very valuable and his services are in high demand, so he’s well-compensated for his chosen career and lives his life outside of it both comfortably and legally. His clients...are innocent until proven guilty and it would be an extreme failing of his duty to give any of them anything less than his best in the courtroom, regardless of their character, their associations, and what they happen to have been accused of. (Yeah, he’s a mob lawyer, used almost exclusively by Asgore and Toriel to protect them and anyone they send to him and all of their collective...interests. He respects the law, but values justice above it, so in spite of having a lot of clients who are definitely criminals in one way or another, he has no trouble sleeping at night.)

Mal (Swapfell Sans): He’s an accountant, nothing more, nothing less. ...For Toriel, of course, so he’s paid well for his services. And he has quite a head for numbers and figures, so he plays the stock market and does quite well there, too, smart investments and reading the writing on the wall, and all that. It’s a perfectly reasonable explanation for his very healthy finances and his lavish lifestyle--fur coats, fine suits, fancy cars, shiny gold pocket-watches-- it’s all expensive and almost over the top, but hey, he is the money-man and all the numbers check out. It seems that he’s just very good at handling and investing his capital, it’s no wonder the monster-queen herself hired him on... (He is, of course, running several money laundering schemes at any given time, taking all the less-than-legally-obtained money earned by constituents of the [former] Empire and layering it through official channels to make it look legal in such a convoluted, complex web that it doesn’t raise any significant red flags. He’s got his claws in a lot of pies, and he takes what he needs off the top to live a little luxuriously, with Toriel’s knowledge and permission-- a perk for the necessary service he provides.) Whatever else may be true, it’s a simple fact that he’s very, very good at his job.

Rus (Swapfell Papyrus): With the lucrative career his brother has, the lucky SOB doesn’t have to work a day in his life if he doesn’t want to, but he’s using the safety net to pursue his passion in art. Subjective as it is, it’s hard to say if he’s really any good, but people seem to like what he produces well-enough--not a household name, but people passionate about the subject might recognize his work and his pieces sell with at least moderate success. For all that it’s probably not going to make him famous or rich(er than his brother), he’s dedicated to his craft and regularly makes bulk purchases of his supplies, canvas and reams of paper and paint and ink and the like, to keep up his steady work and art sales. He seems like an altogether normal and down-to-earth sort of guy, nothing suspicious about him at all. (He’s a counterfeiter and works in tandem with his brother--they even hit a Bureau together to lift a set of plates for the one and only active crime he was involved in--and his art is just a really good cover for why he needs so much ink and paper and other supplies on a regular basis. He does love and care about his art career, that part’s not fake, but he’s also got a good eye-socket for detail and steady hands to replicate it, and if fake human money that looks really real can help monsters, he doesn’t really see why he shouldn’t.)

Slate (Horrortale Sans): He’s...been through a lot. All monsters have, really, but he was hit kind of especially hard and... Whatever Gerson, or Undyne, or whoever’s running things now up on the Surface are getting involved in...he doesn’t really want any part of it. He gets regular stipends for some unspecified ‘service’ he performed for the Queen, Underground, and while no human (alive) knows what that was, it’s apparently enough to live off of relatively comfortably without being employed himself. He has a nice little place with his brother on the outskirts of the city and he lives there quietly, peacefully. He rarely goes into town, just the occasional walkabout, stopping at restaurants or scoping out the architecture. (Part of his one concession to being left out of whatever illegal, mob-type business may or may not be going on: he needs a good mental map of the city and at least a few landmarks that he’ll definitely remember, because he’s the emergency evac should...anything...go especially south. The house phone doesn’t ring too often in the middle of the night, but when it does, he needs to know where he needs to be, and quick.)

Papy (Horrortale Papyrus): He’s, ah... not involved in any ‘business’ either, but he does spend a little more time out of the house, at the local hospital. He was allowed to make a study of human medicine and become a nurse by Very Special Exception--mostly due to some friends (or at least one) in high places, and some very backwards human attitudes about parts that constitute a ‘man’ and how a skeleton without any parts could perhaps be allowed into nursing--and he’s proven himself a valuable member of staff and even made friends with all of his coworkers. He’s happy at his job, and with his life, and returns home to his quiet, peaceful house every night with a smile. (He has a go-bag ready by the phone for those late night calls, though, full of healing items and medical equipment he may have subtly nicked from the hospital, just so he has everything he needs to treat a monster or a friendly human that may have gotten hurt...somehow...and for reasons they have no need to specify, can’t risk going to a doctor.)

Ash (Undergloom Sans): Just a poor street musician...or at least, that’s what most people figure, ‘cause he doesn’t dress too well and the trombone he plays while sitting out on the sidewalk looks like it’s probably the nicest thing he owns. He gets a couple bucks from time to time, but rarely any second glances, and that... That works in his favor. You’d be surprised how much people talk about when they think nobody’s listening (or at least...nobody important) and he can pick up a lot of interesting information of what’s going on in the city just by setting up in the right spot and waiting for folks to talk business. He’s pretty quiet when he’s not tooting the ol’ horn and great at blending into the background, and that’s made him the guy to go to when you want to know something--like how much somebody else knows, or if there are any plans in place for say, a raid or a sting or some kind. (Law enforcement is the worst about keeping proprietary information ‘proprietary’ when they think their only audience is some nobody monster bum sleeping on a bench...) He’s also got something of a whole information network going on with the actual homeless people in the city, since he gives great tips about places who are hiring or somewhere to get a meal or a bed for the night and he always gives his earnings from busking to those who need it more than him. He’s paid for the service he provides and he’s got a home to go back to, it just seems right that the music-money goes to help somebody else.

Yrus (Undergloom Papyrus): He works as a nanny for the Queen! Not too long ago, she might’ve opted to just stay home and look after her newly adopted child herself, while Asgore handled business with the humans, but... They’re freshly split now, and Toriel wants to be just as involved in things as Asgore as much as she wants to s l o w l y ease into being a full-time mother again. Yrus is the solution, already fond of little Frisk and a very warm and trustworthy soul who stayed bright even in the gloom of the Underground. He happily takes the job when asked and splits his time between supervising and caring for Frisk, and tutoring them in all the important subjects (math, history, magic, et cetera). He finds he has a passion for teaching and thinks he might go into that someday, when Frisk is older and Toriel has a little more time and confidence to no longer need him as a buffer. (Whatever it is, specifically, that takes up so much of Toriel’s time and keeps her out so late that he sometimes has to wait around well past Frisk’s bedtime for her to come back and ask after them... Yrus couldn’t fathom a guess and isn’t going to ask any questions. That would definitely be out of his scope as a simple child-minder and even if he knew anything, it would be an extreme violation of the family’s privacy for him to tell tales, which he’s happy to point out to anyone with a lot of questions for somebody so close to two of the Dreemurrs.)

Brick (Horrorfell Sans): He’s on his brother’s payroll. It seemed like the best way to kill two birds with one stone: he’s a big, scary-looking wall of bone who isn’t well suited to a regular-joe sorta job, and his bro’s a very high-profile guy who needs somebody big and scary-looking to stand next to him and be a deterrent. Nepotism, maybe, but they’ve been looking after each other their whole lives already and it’s something Brick knows he can do--he’d do it for free, but if King thinks it’s better (and safer) to have it as his job description, he’s probably right, so Brick’ll take the paycheck for it. King’s also very likely the only one who could stop him if he...lost control...somewhere out and about, so sticking close to him makes Brick feel better and hey, maybe they’re actually killing three birds with this stone of an arrangement. Still, he mostly just goes about town with King, standing around and watching his back and staring people down when he needs to while his brother carries on with his conversations and business. He hardly ever has to do anymore than that...almost never. (One of his favorite places to go is a little hole-in-the-wall craft shop, where King always pretends to take longer than he needs so Brick can peruse the yarn and try to pick up a little sign language from the nice old deaf lady who owns the place.)

King (Horrorfell Papyrus): Yes, yes, he’s very high profile--he did lead monsterkind for a time, getting everyone up to the Surface and settled there--but he’s since stepped down. He’s retired, and anything his successor may be involved in... surely, he couldn’t say. He and Toriel are barely in contact and the money he receives from her on the regular is a gift of goodwill, mostly for medical expenses (his leg, and his brother’s...well). All he does these days is collect for a charity, a pet project of his, Monster Reparations. Lots of people give such generous donations when he goes around to ask for them, maybe impressed a little by his fame, but he can’t feel too terribly about using it for such a worthy cause... (It’s a thinly veiled protection racket and the people and businesses who buy into it tend not to fall victim to ‘mysterious’ criminal activity. Toriel may be officially calling the shots now, but King, as the monster who put her back there, is in a very unique position of power in having her ear, an unofficial underboss totally off the books. Some ‘donate’ more than necessary when he comes collecting, hoping to earn preferential treatment, and sometimes they get it and sometimes they don’t--it’s entirely down to King’s opinion of them personally. ...The old woman who runs the craft store pays about half the going rate, and the immigrant who imports the miniature trees he likes gets a heavy discount, too. The deli-owner he overheard hurling discriminatory epithets at a customer, however, pays triple. You get the idea.)

Merc (Horrorswap Sans): He’s a researcher. Highly confidential, he’s sworn to secrecy and even mentioning that he’s being funded by Elder King Shroomba is pushing the boundaries of what he’s allowed to talk about. Still, he has his own facility, and several assistants, monster volunteers and sometimes human ones--but they have to sign papers swearing not to talk about what goes on in the lab, too. From what they are allowed to say, the gist is just that it didn’t seem like anything sinister was going on; not even a blood-draw... Merc seems pretty happy to leave at the end of every day, though, and whenever it comes up, he talks very fondly about being able to finish the project. (He’s researching DT, specifically how it can be used to enhance monster physiology and make them more resistant to damage from intent. Merc’s misadventure with DT destabilized him, but from 1HP he’s now more durable than ever, and his second attempt with his brother had less dramatic but still noticeable and successful results. The king wants that safety net for more monsters, especially ones who are on the front lines of...potentially less than legal dealings...who could really be at risk. Merc is reluctant, but with the stipulation of informed, willing volunteers for DT extraction and infusion, he can’t bring himself to turn down the resources and funding to research his own condition and bring the possibility of being normal again ever closer. He still has a hard time with the idea of ‘enhancing’ monsters, but the fact that it’s at least being done safely, willingly, and with a whole team behind it this time helps a lot.)

Ell (Horrorswap Papyrus): He’s in a wheelchair but not letting it keep him down, and he’s running a modest little newspaper stand on the corner--papers and magazines and cheap books--nothing all that special but boy, what an inspiration, good for him that he’s got a job and can run the place by himself! All kinds come and go from his stand, and sometimes he closes it up for a little bit in the middle of the day to take a...er...roll, with some people who must be friends of his, but he’s never gone too long, so nobody says anything to the poor guy about the inconvenience. He’s a dedicated businessman, or trying to be; won’t even let people help him with those heavy-looking boxes of deliveries he gets, and for a fella with no legs, he seems to be doing his best! (...The whole thing is a low-key smuggling operation and he is making bank off it. There’s a system of code-words in place related to the publications he sells for a ‘customer’ to indicate whether they’re buying or selling, and what--magic consumables, stolen/hot items, imported goods, the works--and where and when they want things to go down. There’s even hidden compartments in his custom-built wheelchair for some of the riskier stuff, because he knows no cop in their right mind would force a guy with no legs out of his chair just to search it with witnesses around. And that’s presuming any law enforcement were to even catch wise to his set-up, which he kind of doubts: he’s sly and subtle and even if he weren’t, he knows people see the chair before they see him. Why not take advantage of that?)

Pitch (Horrorswapfell Sans): He makes his living as a boxer, and a subsequent minor celebrity. Pretty much any match he’s in is an exhibition match--not just a monster, not just a little guy (...relatively), but a short skeleton monster who’s blind, wow! You don’t see that every day, that’s a spectacle! Plenty of ‘ooh’s and ‘ahh’s in the packed stands every night the sightless skeleton scrapper is in the ring and nobody can figure out how he bobs and weaves so well that he hardly ever gets hit. He loses some matches, that’s to be expected, even for a ‘normal’ fighter, but hey, people love an underdog story, so when he wins, it’s an uproar every time. (For his part, Pitch hates most of his ‘fans’ who think of him the same way they probably think of a silly little dog who learned a funny trick, but the fame in general, and the thrill of the fight... Those are enough to keep him in the ring. Just... maybe not quite enough to keep him fighting clean. He’s as dirty as sportsmen come and he and a few other monsters regularly play his own odds with the bookies: he’ll subtly use magic to cheat and stay in longer, or go down when he could easily keep fighting, whatever’s more profitable with the over/under from match to match. If he’s going to be a circus act doing what he loves, he may as well get hazard pay for his dignity... and y’know, a couple of idiots who think being able to fight is a ‘trick’ because you’re blind aren’t nearly so annoying when you’re being driven away from them in a luxury car, to your expensive house in the hills decked out with all the amenities.)

Nemo (Horrorswapfell Papyrus): He’s got a place he looks after, keeps things running. Just a small joint, nothing fancy, a little cabaret variety show type place--singing, dancing, drinks on tap, that kinda thing. After dark, some of the...performances... might get a little more risqué, stuff that titillates like burlesque and striptease, but rest assured, his permits are all in order and everything’s on the up and up. Nothing illegal whatsoever going on here, just a bit of singing and dancing and everybody having a good time. (Most of the performers are sex workers--monsters, but some humans too--and patrons can negotiate private shows or off-the-clock ‘meetings’ at their discretion. Nemo opts to not know too much of the details of what his dancers do when he’s not looking, for legal reasons, but he makes sure they have a safe place to do it, are paid for their services, and don’t have repeat problem-patrons if any slip through. Being one of the gentlemen running such an establishment in the city that doesn’t happen to touch or steal from or mistreat the performers, his place is the place to get hired if that’s your line of work. He’s mostly just happy to be able to provide the job security and the job safety for a group that really seems to catch a lot of hell up here on the Surface just for how they make their money.)

Sunny (Gastertale Sans): He’s a busy guy, bouncing around from place to place, job to job... Being so scattered, you might think he’d be having money troubles by now, but while he may not be the type to stick with one thing and stay there for a good few years, nobody who knows him would say he’s unreliable--he’s the type of guy that you can give him a call anytime and if you need help, he’ll be right over, and he’ll get the job done well, too! Of course he lives with his fancypants brother, and the King and Queen probably spot him a loan or two now and then, since they’re friendly, so all in all, no one really wonders how he makes enough money to live so comfortably. The answer’s right there in their face...isn’t it? (Yes and no. He is the kind of guy you can call anytime to get a job done, and he will do it well, but the money he gets from Asgore and Toriel is less of a ‘loan’ and more of a ‘payment for services rendered.’ He’s a cleaner, the guy you call to make things go away, things that aren’t supposed to be there: stains, papers, weapons, evidence... He’ll get rid of it for you, and if you need a convincing coverup or an alibi for...whatever it is that you weren’t there doing, he’ll take care of that, too. If somebody’s calling him up for his special brand of help, they probably just want to put it all behind them and forget all about that nasty business. He’s happy to facilitate--after all, what are friends for?)

Aster (Gastertale Papyrus): Like his brother, he gets on well with the King and Queen. (They both feel like they’ve known the monarchs much longer than they actually have...somehow...) But in any case, unlike his brother, Aster is very well-organized and thoughtful, so he’s a natural choice as an...advisor, of sorts, when monsters surfaced and it was...decided that perhaps there would be some...activities and...ways of doing things that...should remain unknown to the humans. Not unknown to Aster: he keeps track of everything, reminding the monarchs of little details they may have forgotten, pointing out things they may not have noticed, making educated suggestions for courses of action with likely positive outcomes based on past experiences... He’s the linchpin between Asgore and Toriel that makes them terrifyingly more efficient than they would be without him, a consigliere-equivalent who certainly isn’t a boss himself, but he has the bosses’ trust and their ears and that makes him a person of great interest. But...no one can get anything useful out of him: he’s loyal, above all, and much as he values truth, he also realizes that perhaps not everyone deserves to know the full truth of everything, especially not those who might use that truth to bring some sort of harm or misfortune to his friends...or to monsterkind at large. ...And trying to directly seize his extensive notes on the private and personal business-doings of the Dreemurrs is an even more doomed endeavor--he writes them all in a strange jumble of symbols that no one’s ever seen, and the code-breakers never have it long enough to decipher anything useful before its back in his hands, reclaimed quite speedily after unlawful seizure of private property containing confidential information. Lots of well-meaning law enforcement have their sights set on him as some sort of criminal white whale, but the simile is all too accurate-- they’ll never catch him, and even if they do, there’ll be nothing to hold him on. He simply has too many friends (and family members) in very high, very useful places.