Hello! My name is Ericka and i'm starting a diary to document what goes on in my life on a daily basis! Living in a hotel for monsters is sure to bring up some shenanigans here and there.
(Things that occur, may or may not be based on what I do in...
Ok so I don't update all of the time because I'm afraid of running out of space because the limit is 200 chapters. Then I realized that I could just make another one. I'm an idiot.
We are currently fostering the Mastiff! Thats right! His name is Goliath and he's such a sweetheart. He's seven years old and looks good for his age. His eyes are a little screwed up and he has scabs and scars all over his body from abuse. He doesn't seem to be in pain but it's just sad to think about why somebody would beat up a dog that's this sweet. He hasn't been neutered yet, or spayed, I'm not sure which term to use, I always get them confused. Tinkles doesn't seem to mind him, that's good I guess. We fostered him because the other puppies we were going to foster were fostered by somebody else. So we got a different litter! Five puppies and one hungry mom. She's pretty tall and skinny. She has pretty coloring and her name is Beatrice I think. Weird name but ok. He puppies are really cute, but three of them have some kind of ringworm on their tails that makes their fur fall off so they have rat tails. On of them was so sick we had to drive her to the emergency vet to get a blood transfusion because they have hookworms as well. All of the puppies are female and around six weeks old. I have no idea what their names are but I guess I'll find out soon. Thanks for sticking around with all of this reading so here's a picture of Goliath for all of your trouble:
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