As someone who has also suffered from COVID in the past, you have my sympathies sir. Also, as someone who has had a hell of a last few months, anyone who criticises you will need to answer to me. I’d say I’d set the puppers on them, but they’re a tad young. 
For those of you who don’t know, in December the team I was in at work basically went to hell. Three of our team were released out of nowhere, and nobody would give us a good reason as to why. That left me struggling to be one of those leading the team as Scrum Master, while also trying to find a way forward. Then, in January, my doggo died. Her name was Cookie. She was a miniature Dachshund I got in 2020, and the doggo I scheduled my whole life around. Jax, my 5 year old Patterdale, has always been good at being on his own, but Cookie I got during a year of lockdowns, she didn’t really socialise with many others, and she hated being left alone. She seemed fine right up until the Sunday (8th or 9th or whenever it was) when she threw up yellow bile a few times. I said I’d take her to the vet on Monday morning, and stayed awake all night that Sunday cuddling her since she couldn’t sleep. Vets opened at 8:30. She died at 8am, getting a cuddle from me. My brain basically stopped functioning for a while. I tried to write for the PPV, but as a few here know, I just couldn’t concentrate on anything.
In my grief I sought out adopting a new doggo. Found another miniature Dachshund puppy for adoption. Wanted to call her Oreo, but got convinced instead to go with Ororo, since Oreo “sounded too much like a boy”. Upon finding out her sister also wasn’t yet adopted, I did something exceptionally stupid and adopted them both. I named her sister Maya. They are both now 12 weeks old, and I’ve had them for the past 4 weeks of happiness and joy with tiny puppers. Anyone who wants photos, just let me know. They’re adorable.
I booked the week off to look after them, and during that week finally find out why 3 members of my team were abruptly terminated in December: the company I worked for was struggling financially. They let half of the developers go a few weeks ago, myself included. Thankfully I was only without a job for one week, as a week later I got offered a new role at another company, which is also technically a payrise from what I was on (albeit less than £1,000, but still). I start that role on the 20th, but fully intend to post for the PPV.
So yeah, it’s been a while few months. I was mid way through applying for a mortgage when I had to put it on hold due to being made redundant, but I now have an offer on the house I’m renting too thanks to my new boss providing the contract and promising me he’ll make sure I get my first payslip in March, rather than waiting until April, and am just waiting for the landlord to make a decision. So HOPEFULLY the worst start to a new year in my life is over now, and I have three doggos making my life more interesting, while I still miss my doggy daughter.
Anyone who messes with Mr D, therefore has to face two very fierce little Miniature Dachshund pups. I’d threaten you with the Patterdale but he’s such a sweetheart it’s laughable to think he’d even try to hurt you. They’re young though. I could still train them to be mean.
For those of you who don’t know, in December the team I was in at work basically went to hell. Three of our team were released out of nowhere, and nobody would give us a good reason as to why. That left me struggling to be one of those leading the team as Scrum Master, while also trying to find a way forward. Then, in January, my doggo died. Her name was Cookie. She was a miniature Dachshund I got in 2020, and the doggo I scheduled my whole life around. Jax, my 5 year old Patterdale, has always been good at being on his own, but Cookie I got during a year of lockdowns, she didn’t really socialise with many others, and she hated being left alone. She seemed fine right up until the Sunday (8th or 9th or whenever it was) when she threw up yellow bile a few times. I said I’d take her to the vet on Monday morning, and stayed awake all night that Sunday cuddling her since she couldn’t sleep. Vets opened at 8:30. She died at 8am, getting a cuddle from me. My brain basically stopped functioning for a while. I tried to write for the PPV, but as a few here know, I just couldn’t concentrate on anything.
In my grief I sought out adopting a new doggo. Found another miniature Dachshund puppy for adoption. Wanted to call her Oreo, but got convinced instead to go with Ororo, since Oreo “sounded too much like a boy”. Upon finding out her sister also wasn’t yet adopted, I did something exceptionally stupid and adopted them both. I named her sister Maya. They are both now 12 weeks old, and I’ve had them for the past 4 weeks of happiness and joy with tiny puppers. Anyone who wants photos, just let me know. They’re adorable.
I booked the week off to look after them, and during that week finally find out why 3 members of my team were abruptly terminated in December: the company I worked for was struggling financially. They let half of the developers go a few weeks ago, myself included. Thankfully I was only without a job for one week, as a week later I got offered a new role at another company, which is also technically a payrise from what I was on (albeit less than £1,000, but still). I start that role on the 20th, but fully intend to post for the PPV.
So yeah, it’s been a while few months. I was mid way through applying for a mortgage when I had to put it on hold due to being made redundant, but I now have an offer on the house I’m renting too thanks to my new boss providing the contract and promising me he’ll make sure I get my first payslip in March, rather than waiting until April, and am just waiting for the landlord to make a decision. So HOPEFULLY the worst start to a new year in my life is over now, and I have three doggos making my life more interesting, while I still miss my doggy daughter.
Anyone who messes with Mr D, therefore has to face two very fierce little Miniature Dachshund pups. I’d threaten you with the Patterdale but he’s such a sweetheart it’s laughable to think he’d even try to hurt you. They’re young though. I could still train them to be mean.
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