''You can be my wingman anytime.''

It's been a while huh? Ironically the one time I have tons to say, I don't have the time to actually say it. I feel like people should be more careful with what they're saying, thinks things trough before just blurting it out, or ranting just to say something. Word should have more meaning. 

That's not the reason I'm suddenly not badgering you with sensless posts btw, truth is my life was sorta turned upside down. Mostly in a good way. I think. Hah. A puppy came into our lives both expectingly and unexpectingly. Those of you who know me, know, I adore dogs, and know how long I begged and begged for this to happen. And it finally did. Still feels a bit surreal, like he's here on vacation, not ours to keep. But, you guys, while a lot of it is amazing, and aint a better feeling in the world for me, than this dog cuddling up next to me in bed at night, I gotta admit I did not expect the hurricane that is our puppy. All I can tell you, three to five months old, teething puppies are absolutely exhausting, and I suddenly understand the so called ''puppy blues''. It's a real thing. I questioned his and my sanity several times over the past two months, called vets and behaviour specialists, wanted to tear all my hair out, wanted to throw myself and him under the bus, and probably lost as much sleep I can't make up for in a lifetime. It's been a wild ride is all I can say. But apparently all this behaviour is normal, and all we really can do is endure it. Deal with it. All puppies grow out of their destructive behaviour at some point. And since his adult teeth are already growing, I'm hoping we're out of the worst of his mood swings. I guess I really didn't know what I was getting myself into, was blessed with saints of dogs before he came along. I can not even think our golden retriever touching anything but her own toys.

What I realised in the past couple of months with him though, is that I really really dislike people. I mean yeah news flash, call CNN, this must be breaking news...I know I keep telling you guys this, but this is a whole new level of hatred. While still working on being socialised, I do not allow people to pet my dog. He's hyper, he can actually nip, or literally knock you over with his excitement to play, so to avoid disastros I don't allow people to pet him. And would you think people understand the word no? Of fucking course they don't. They keep lunging at my dog, they keep wanting to pet him, they never ask permission btw. Like how would it be if I walked over and start petting your child? Like for real? How would you feel? How would they feel? Do you think because it's a dog it makes it okay? Hell naw! The amount of stupidity I have to deal with. The amount of stress! And the comments ''but he's so cute''. Omfg are you actually crazy? So is a tiger but that doesn't mean it can't maul you to death. Or the ''but why not I had dogs all my life'' and? Does that make you an expert? And if you had dogs all your life how come you don't understand some dogs need space? Or charging at him when he's freaking muzzled! A muzzle doesn't send you a certain message? Wtf? Or allowing your kids to run at the dog, then yell at me when I ask you to remove them? Am I in the falschen film oder was? What is going on with the world?

Or the unwanted advice. Deep sigh. Suddenly everyone is a vet, suddenly everyone is an expert, suddenly everyone is soooooo experienced in dog behaviour, that all they can do is preach to me on the daily, all that I am doing wrong with this dog. Spoiler alert, I never once asked for advice, and if I did, I probably wouldn't get it. What is it with human kind to feel compelled to force their opinions on you? Fantastic you have your own point of view, thank fuck you do, we can't all be copy paste robots, but have you maybe considered that opinions are like a penis? Fine to have one but do not shove it down everyone's throats? 

And the judgement on why a working breed. Do you think anyone at all asked why I chose this breed? Nope. They all think they know best and are here to school me. And the judgement on buying a dog instead of adopting. How that is irresponsible. I am so tired you guys. What is actually irresponsible is getting a dog just because he's cute, and not having the slighest idea what you're getting yourself into. I'm looking at you Lilly Allen. I'm tired of having to defend myself and my life choices and the dog, to every dick, bitch and asshole on the street who doesn't know shit about me, yet feels entitled to judge me or preach to me. What the hell is this? I see misbehaved dogs, I see misbehaved kids but like, that's some other parents problem, I wouldn't even dream of walking up to the person and try to act like I know better. What goes on through someone's head to behave this way is beyond me. Really, impossible to understand. Also, as if I have to defend my choices to anyone wtf? Why? Or explain myself further than ''no''. No means no. Get it into your head people. 

I ask this a lot but seriously just what the fuck is wrong with people lately???

To make matters clear. I wanted an energetic dog, one that has the ability to go on long walks, to actually pull me out of the house and be active with him. I wanted a working breed because goal is to train him into a therapy dog at some point. As an autistic person I could use a companion that would help me manage stress levels and anxiety. Idea was to get me to be more social and talk to people, yeah fat chance, all it's making me is hate people. We need a dog that can go with us on active vacation, we don't like laying on the beach and do nothing for two weeks. I was looking for a breed that wasn't fucked around with but stayed the same for centuries, I can't stand all that cockapoo, maltipoo, labradoodle, doodle this doodle that bullshit. And I was looking for a loving, energetic, loyal, medium sized companion, that would adapt well to living in an apartment and chose the dog that fit all the criteria. I don't believe in completely changing your lifestyle for the dog, I believe in picking the right kind of dog that fits in your lifestyle. That is responsible, knowing what you're doing, not getting a dog because you think it's cute. I'm looking at all you French Bulldog owners, maybe look up just how cruel their existance is, but hey as long as  they look adorable right? 

To be clear this dog is a menace, and so stubborn, and so difficult, and things haven't been easier after going to dog school which was there to collect money and teach you nothing it seems. And it's not making it easier smirking people, who seem to enjoy your bad day. I was pacing the lot swearing the other day, had a flat tire, dog was barking jumping at me, nothing I did calmed him down and people laughed. It is absolutely horrofying what we had turned into. Maybe you can't offer help, I respect that, but maybe also don't laugh at someone elses bad day yea? Either way, dog is probably gonna be the reason for all our demise, but whatcha gonna do he's our dog now. Something something about a bed and hay and laying in it? 

Either way...meet Maverick or Mav, Mave, Mavi for short, our first day when we just met, and all my fave memories till now.