PLEASE PLEASE Carry On Voting

Wow you guys rock I can still win!

Today my mom/slave said that

If YOU vote for Me ONCE it equals 4 VOTES

I think she may be right even though her maths is really bad.

U can vote by clicking on this link https://fluffykids.co.za/entry/20070704

This link is also in my moms last blog so go to her website if you want 🥰 it’s in her instadog bio

happy friyay

licks of love

Dozer

No Matter What You Do You Can’t Make Them All Like You – And That’s Okay

Have you ever been around someone that doesn’t like you, and you don’t know why?

Like you can just tell when you are around them that they treat you differently, or they are blatantly rude to you but no one else?

That’s always fun.

I‘ve spent my life trying to make sure I could mold into whatever personality I needed to in order to get everyone to like me.

Honestly? I’ve been quite successful.

I’m good at reading a person and turning into what they would like me to be.

But my gosh, this is a terrible and super confusing way to live.

Because eventually you get to a place where you wonder, who the heck am I?! Your personality has been so shifty and inconsistent that you don’t even know what’s genuinely you.

People who are able to be themselves 100% of the time (whether or not it rubs other people wrong) make me both very uncomfortable and envious.

How do you not care that they are looking at you like that??

Can’t you see their reaction??

Are you intentionally trying to stir up an argument?

And really what I’m thinking… How do you not care that they don’t like you?!

As I’ve gotten older I recognized that although I don’t think we should ever intentionally step on people‘s toes for fin and we should always take people‘s feelings into consideration…

Life is better when we can just be us and accept that not everyone is going to like us.

Because even though I’ve always changed myself for others, even still, some people didn’t like me.

Truly showing me that no matter what I do, I can’t ensure everyone will like me.

So, I might as well be me.

The real me, the one God made me to be.

I know there aren’t many worse feelings in the world than someone choosing not to like you.

But friend, that’s their choice.

That’s something they will have to carry around with them.

Wish them well, and move on.

You can’t get them all to like you, and that’s okay.

It’s not your job to.

~Kelli Bachara, The Unraveling Blog

Dozer Needs Your Vote – A Big Dog In A Little Body

Hi Guys,

PLEASE vote for me & share & let me know I can save you a high 5 with a “done” below”

https://fluffykids.co.za/entry/20070704/

I am Dozer, BullDozer, Big Boy, Poser.
Yip I have a lot of names my slaves call me!


I’m not so sure if they are teasing with the ‘Big Boy’ I mean I am a lapdog about the same size as a chiuhuahua 🤔


I looove chewing my moms best things not to annoy her she just buys me funny rubber things & her stuff is much crunchier & delicious.


I also just love rides in the car! I don’t understand though why people come to the window & are scared of my mom? I just want to give them licks of love!

I have to hug mom when she is driving. I just adore her.


Everywhere I go I love everything & everyone & they love me back. It’s just so awesome.

I know I’m pretty handsome for such a tiny dude so please vote for me here ps I’ll give you a high 5 I give those for eeevveerything

https://fluffykids.co.za/entry/20070704/

I don’t want to get kicked out on the first round 😳👀👀👀.

Love
All my names together &
Dozer

Fathers Day Dread

Fathers Day Dread

9 weeks, 1 day ago you left us for your eternal life in Heaven.

My Daddy I am only now realizing you are gone from this place forever.

Shock.Drowning. Overwhelmed. Scared.

People tell me to be strong. You were my strength.

People tell me it gets better. Everyday & night brings a physical ache worse than the one before.

I dream about you, I wait for you to visit, I see a man who looks like you I call out ‘dad’… I cry.

I miss you.

I miss your grumpy.

I miss our mischievous humour.

I miss your endlessly forgiving love.

I miss you & mom together.

I miss our forced runs.

I miss my king, my legend, my mentor, my daddy.

I miss a completed family where you were the rock.

My pops, my first & last star at night.

I love you & miss you.

Until we meet in the most beautiful place again.

I yearn for you infinity ♾ and a day.

I am ‘broken down & tired’ & I know I will ‘rise up’ until then, I will grieve a man who I fell in love with at first sight.

Becky