Bandit. My adorable little puppy that Steve got me. He's the cutest puppy out there and I love him to bits already. I've been taking him to a PTSD dog training company so he can be my sort of aid dog. That was the reason he was given me.
But I got him a little friend today. By friend, I mean a tiger plush.
This plush was actually won at a fair I decided to go to. It was close by and I thought 'why the fuck not'. (Sorry, Steve capt-america)
I came back and filmed him meeting the new friend.
This was a funny meeting. He was so scared, the poor thing. I put the plush in my room and I'll see if I can get them to be friends during the course of the week. If not, the tiger has to go to a new home.
I also taught him to hi-five! He's such an intelligent dog. I think I have a video of it.
See! He's so cute! I love this little floof. Yes, I call him a floof.
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AcakI'll post what I'm thinking or things that I've remembered in here. Yes, it'll be like a diary at times but there are things that I need to get off my chest. Especially if it's something I've remembered.