If you are in the βlittleβ years, soak it all in because they fly by in the blink of an eye.
I hope to maintain my closeness and bond with my children even as they branch out on their own. Even if I have to travel a lot to do it.
Comes to America to work, but shows zero respect for the country offering her unlimited opportunities.
Entitled, rude, and arrogant.
These people need to get the hell out of our country.
Someone abandoned him there him and he was waiting for the owners to come back. The saddest thing I have ever seen. People are so cruel. They don't deserve animals
I want MASS deportations. I voted for MASS deportations. I donβt give a single solitary fuck how bad it looks ripping them from their βhomesβ (THE ONES I PAY FOR), car, job sitesβ¦etc. I donβt care even a fraction of a little bit if they are hurt of killed during the process. I give even fewer fucks if retarded white liberals are hurt or killed during the process.
They all have to go. All 50+ million of them. Zero exceptions. Zero slowing down. Zero quarters given. ZERO.
GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY COUNTRY ππ»ππ»ππ»ππ»ππ»
Woman: βI am a woman of color, daughter of immigrants, Muslim feminist, lefty liberal. Am I your enemy?β
Jared Taylor: βYou're not subjectively my enemy. But what you are promoting will lead to the disappearance of my people and my culture.
And I'll tell you this: It annoys me tremendously when I'm told by some immigrant or a child of immigrants that the only reason my country is worthwhile is because people like them have come here. It's as if to say my ancestors built a dung heap.
And I don't doubt your good will, but your goodwill is objectively going to lead to the oblivion of my people. I'm sorry, there is no other way to see it.β
She's been at our shelter since 2013. Eleven years. Every person who met her said she was wonderful. Every person walked past her kennel and chose a younger dog. She stopped coming to the front of her kennel a few years ago. Stopped performing. Made a quiet peace with being where she was." Last Tuesday a veteran came in. He said β "I need a calm dog. I'm still learning how to be still myself." I showed him three dogs. He was putting his jacket on to leave. He stopped outside kennel seven. Luna looked at him from her bed. Didn't perform. Didn't come to the front. Just looked at him the way she looks at people when she decides they're worth seeing. He said β "Can I sit with her?" He sat on the concrete floor at her level. Not the bench. The floor. That was 11am. At 3pm I looked in. He was still there. Her white muzzle was in his hand. Their breathing had synchronized. At 3:15 he came to the front desk and said β "I'd like to take her home. I think we need each other." I excused myself to the back room and sat on an overturned bucket and cried for a long time. He texted me yesterday β "First time I've slept through the night in three years. I think she was saving that for me." She was. Eleven years of saving it. For one Tuesday. For him. Drop a β€οΈ for Luna. Share this for every senior dog still waiting for their Tuesday. They're saving everything they have for the right person to walk through that door.