dog-children

anonymous asked:

Hello! Party etiquette question here: What is the politest way to phrase in a party invitation that young children are not welcome because our dog might bite them? (Backstory: We're buying our 1st house! Adulting win! Want to have a party, but lots of friends have kids... and our dog does NOT handle children very well. We're child-free anyway. He's a sweetheart with grownups & is probably too small to cause serious physical damage if he a did bite a kid, but better safe than sorry.)

I had advice ready to go, but wanted to look up some example invitations first and I found out that Evite actually has a guide for this. I agree with their suggestions: change the wording so instead of “no kids allowed” it reads “adults only.” You can then go on to say that your dog is not child-friendly or that your new house is not kid-proof. Be positive and make sure your guests with kids know that they aren’t being excluded because they decided to reproduce.

If I can make another suggestion, if your only concern is the dog and you’d be okay with kids attending otherwise…why not just put the dog in a bedroom during a party? Some of your adult guests may not be comfortable around pets, either. But, it is your home and your dog and you may do what you like.

  • notp:hold hands, kiss, hug, marry each other, have a house with a family of four children, a dog and a stable financial life
  • me:idk man... i just don't feel like they're in love? at most good friends, that's all
  • otp:make eye contact
  • me:B ITCH!!!!!!!!!!!! DID YOU SEE THIS??? DID YOU??? THIS IS LOVE MAN!!!! TRUE LOVE IM TELLING YOU!!! THEYRE FUCKING MARRIED LOOK AT THIS IM Y O D E L I NG THEYRE IN LOVE
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hensocks and rooster-king are working on a new commission of everyone’s favorite canine/feline companion, Red XIII !!
Here’s a little WIP pic of our foam body progress so far. We think this captures Red’s curvy shape well, while still translating it into a bipedal form.. but it’s not done yet! Stay tuned to see our progress!

This is Ozzy, my unknown-breed 3 year old puppy, who was found in a dumpster as a newborn. He’s so full of life and loves nothing better than to play ball for hours and hours at a time. He loves his cuddles, and to spoon up against myself and my boyfriend in bed, never barks and is great with cats, dogs and children. The love of my life <3

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Check out these amazing new pics of our dog!!!

He decided that he’d eat a garden rock while we were in Boston last week. Apparently the overzealous little fuck thought a 1 1/2 inch in diameter rock would be able to pass through his dog system with no problems. Wrong.

He’s having emergency exploratory surgery as I type this, you can guess what that’s costing us. I kinda want to ask for the rock back, put it on the shelf and point to it anytime he asks for a new toy, or to go on a dog trip. “No, Jeffrey, we can’t go to San Diego to the dog beach because our vacation money is sitting right here on the shelf. Now go outside and lay in the wading pool and stay away from the fucking garden rocks!”