Tales of a Ramen Noodle

06/08/2026

People see my fluffy little face and think “what a peaceful gentleman.”

FALSE.

Inside me lives the soul of a cocker spaniel. Which means:

- my entire body itches if a leaf looks at me wrong
- my ears can transform into a sourdough starter with alarming speed
- and every car ride includes dramatic head shaking powerful enough to alter local weather patterns

Mom says my ears smell like “a bakery with unresolved issues.”

I prefer the term artisan.

Mom can't wait for allergy season to be over...

06/05/2026

06/02/2026

Redemption arc complete.
Today I successfully entered the vehicle WITHOUT immediately falling into the floorboard.
Mom says she’s “proud of my growth.”
I remain humble despite my athletic achievements.

05/31/2026

I LEAPED INTO THE VEHICLE LIKE A POWERFUL WOLF.”
…and then the floor attacked me.

One second I was an elite tactical operative.
The next second I was fighting for my life in the footwell.

05/29/2026

Mom says this is called "karma."

The first time we met, she wanted to play and I ignored her.

The second time we met, I wanted to play and she informed me that this was HER bed, HER mom, HER office, and HER emotional support stuffed animal.

I have never seen such a small creature hold such a large grudge.

I am now respecting her boundaries from approximately six feet away.

Me: "You know, I've thought about it, and perhaps friendship would be nice."

Tiny Princess: "This is MY bed. This is MY human. And now you must die."

Jasmine McDonald the saga continues lol

05/26/2026

I saw the face of god in the pink moon cabinet and it told me Gabe was about to knock something off the counter again.

05/23/2026

I got to visit one of my favorite humans today.
She gives excellent scritches, makes me look handsome, and somehow manages to remove enough fur to build a second dog.
10/10 would return. ❤️

Before:
✨ Feral woodland creature ✨
After:
✨ Distinguished gentleman with unresolved emotional issues ✨

Shout to K-9 Grooming Shack for always being awesome!

05/22/2026

Security update: threat level lowered.
The tiny guardian has powered down directly on mom’s lap.

Mom says I’m less ‘guardian of the household’ and more ‘overenthusiastic Walmart greeter.’
And honestly? Fair.
I do greet every living creature like they personally came to visit me.

05/19/2026

I fear sleep. Every time the breathing machine awakens, the hose creature returns.”

Still… I remain vigilant. Small. Fluffy. Burdened by knowledge.

05/17/2026

Meanwhile, Mom says I ‘cannot supervise procedures’ anymore after one tiny incident involving me trying to climb directly into somebody’s lap during treatment.
Rude.
In this photo you can see me in the background processing several important thoughts simultaneously:
Why is everyone touching that dog?
Why am I not involved?
Is that patient getting snacks?
Mother. Explain yourself immediately.
Honestly I look like a cryptid witnessing forbidden medicine from across the ICU. Like a tiny exhausted Victorian child haunting the hospital halls.
10/10 observational skills though. Very medically involved. Very professional.