There was a split second there where his like, “wait, what? bro what are you doing?”
On more serious note, PTSD dogs for veterans are so fucking therapeutic. They’re like the one person you can spill your guts to and never worry about ever being judged or have that secret divulged. There are times when I definitely prefer the company of a dog over a human.
Therapy animals save lives.
These dogs are even still so much more amazing. They check rooms before their handler enters, so they can clear it to help the person feel safe. Like in the gif, they are there when panic attacks or nightmares occur, to be something for the person to help ground themselves on, or yes just to turn on the lights. Even more amazing, many people are able to reduce their medication when they have a PTSD service dog there to help them. These dogs are useful for not just veterans, but also victims of abuse, accident trauma, natural disasters, and others. Their training allows them to be useful in situations where medical assistance is needed, as well. Some PTSD dogs are trained to recognize repetitive behaviours in handlers, and signal the handler to break the repetition and stopping the behaviour and possibly injury.
Service dogs in general are just awesome. Remember to respect any that you see out in public. They are not there for you to walk up to and play with, even the puppies!
started this in december.. finally went back and finished it
Something I started last year. Really wanted to finish this one!
HI EVERYONE Just wanted to let you all know that the raffle is indeed over! Our esteemed winner is tumblr user chickennchipsahoy. And if you’re disappointed you didn’t win, well, Serovar is still open for commissions and it’s still a banging good deal.
Thanks everyone who entered and reblogged to spread the love.
August Riedel, oil on canvas, 1840 (Wiki)
I think I like this as much as I like the Gentileschi Judith Slaying Holofernes but for different reasons. Gentileschi’s Judith is focused in the moment, entirely concentrating on what she’s having to do. It’s a snapshot of the event itself. You can see in her forearms how much physical force is involved in cutting off the asshole’s head. She is doing a job that needs to be done, and there’s no gloating joy in her and no fainting disgust: she’s leaning out of the way of the blood and just getting on with it, because some monsters should not walk under the open sky.
This Judith has done the deed, and presumably changed out of her bloody outfit afterward—and there is no remorse or guilt whatsoever in her, no acknowledgment that ladies aren’t supposed to seduce generals and then cut off their heads in their tents; she has done it regardless of personal cost and she would do it again, and this is a triumphal portrait. She has the sword in one hand and the head by its hair in the other, and she is terrifying in her quiet competence.
I imagine that when this painting was first presented a large number of the dudes present kind of swallowed hard and fought an urge to back away, because this woman is that most frightening thing to a certain type of man: capable and unapologetic about it. The look in her eyes says: I will do what must be done, and if that means violence, then violence is what you will receive.
My post just got a thousand times better. Thank you.
I need this on my blog