"How Many People Do I Follow? Its Not That Much, Probably Around 400 Maybe, Haha"

"How many people do i follow? Its not that much, probably around 400 maybe, haha"

1000+

Tumblr is not telling me the exact number

Curse you weird site thing

Im not even gonna see how long ive had this blog for i dont wanna get flashbanged

I'll tidy it up, I dont mind picking up after us - Clean by Noah Floersch

tim is a dog that chose, chooses, and will forever choose his master. he’s a guard dog. he would be allowed on the bed, if and when he ever asks. he rarely does, keeps himself curled up in his bed at the fire. he isn’t kept close to heel once he grows enough to be comfortable wandering, because when his master whistles, he comes. he’s loyal—the hand that feeds him and pats him is the same as the one chokes him and hurts him, but he will never bite it. he eyes it, wary, but doesn’t flinch from it. he chooses this. he will take it all as it comes. he knows his master hurts him because he’s sick. he is a guard dog, but before that, he’s his master's dog. he’s a support animal. he’s a pet. he guards, because that’s what his master’s pets do. he’s loyal. he cannot blame a sick man for being sick.

kon is a work dog, a sheepdog. he guards. his master, the shepherd, isn’t around. he has handlers. they are not kind, but kon is not a family dog. he expects this, and to him they are kind. he knows no better. kon doesn’t know the warmth of a fire, except when his master's parents allow him in when he comes with the sheep. he takes his lack of supervision as trust, as freedom, wears it as pride. he still comes when he’s whistled for. he doesn’t like how his handlers turned him into a showdog, he wants to work, but he is forced to like it. it gives him purpose. when his master, or no, the shepherd comes, he tells him he did a good job, he takes him into town. then he is glad to act as a show dog. then he is happy. but the moments are fleeting. he doesn’t let himself mind. he’s a worker. there are sheep to be guarded.

Robin 🦇

Going through a blog be like

"Haha here a quick sketch"

And its the most beautiful, soul crushing, heart breaking, tear jerking, head banging, teeth rattling, eye striking art you've ever seen.