

This happens more than people want to admit, and it can be sudden after a period of support. Like someone gets cancer and their SO sticks by their side until it gets stage 4, things get really messy and hard, and suddenly they’re off starting a new life. My SO is a therapist and has seen it firsthand, it’s gruesome and cruel.













This is my first dog and he’s a double-rescue, willful as hell, I didn’t realize they’d have so much specific character. I know his favorite places to walk, when we go downtown among the skyscrapers he looks up at me with this huge grin on his face like he’s reaching maximum fulfillment and it just warms my heart. It’s hard to get a photo because it’s always quick flashes but this one shows it a bit.