Fun Times of Leah Libra

Hello peasants, Here’s NeMachka… hmmm… I hear people are talking and writing about me. Finally! I’ve finally figured out what Ozzy is doing, and while he’s sleeping on the soft rug all stuffed, I decided to steal his equipment and maybe even his fame to write a few lines myself, so let’s see what happens. To start, maybe I should tell my story. So, I was tiny, so small I could fit in the palm of your hand. I was all alone on the street. And yes, it’s true, I was near a dumpster, but only to find something to feed myself and survive because I was left all alone at the mercy of fate — not because, as some say, I fell out of a dumpster, was born in a dumpster, or lived in one. Ugh! Then he appeared in my life—my Prince and my savior. Or at least he considers himself something like that; I just think that from that moment on my life became all milk and honey and that I deserve it. He brought me into his apartment, examined me, and then established that I had fleas. I even think he ...

 Hello everyone! It’s almost been a whole year since I started living with a cat in the apartment. At first, we didn’t get along at all. As I mentioned before, I used to spend some time behind the baby gate just so she could freely stretch out around the place. Then, for example, she’d be out on the balcony while I strutted around the apartment, getting all the cuddles from Mom. The adjustment period took quite a long time. First, we had to accept that we all live together now and that there needs to be some order and discipline. Then, on top of getting used to the new environment, the cat and I had to get used to each other. To be completely honest, I think we still keep a bit of distance. After maybe three months, we reached a bigger breakthrough—or at least that’s what Oliver said. The cat grew braver and started walking past me, and I’d be a good boy and wouldn't chase her around the apartment. Okay, maybe just sometimes, but those were just moments when I actually want...

  Hello friends! So far, I’ve shown you a part of my clothing collection, explained what my mom and I went through, and mentioned that we’ve started living together as one big family – Leah, Oliver, NeMacka, the fish, and me. I thought it was time to give you a few more details. So, let’s dive in! We live in an apartment in Temerin, on the main and busiest street. However, the traffic noise doesn't bother us at all because we have our own little peace and quiet. In front of the building, there's a huge parking lot, and right behind it is my mini playground. The grass is always freshly mowed, there’s no noise, no crowd, and we often come here so I can play, roll around in the grass, and run in circles. Meanwhile, Leah and Oliver can play basketball on the court inside the park, or just sit on the swings and enjoy watching me. A few times we all played basketball together, although when I catch the ball, I love to chase it, bite it, and I’m really not a big fan of sharing...

Hi friends! Like I promised my fashion show continues in this chapter. Before we dive into that, I want to thank all of you who follow my stories. It means the world to me and my mom so hopefully you are going to stay tuned for more and support our work. I enjoy sharing these stories with you and there will be many more in the near future. Now let’s go to the fashion show! I think by now you have all figured out how my mom is worrying about me and taking good care and naturally she only wants the best for me. Therefore, last year when it was announced that winter will be harsh my mom had no time to waist. She was on the mission to find me a good, warm hat but she wanted it to be adorable and to fit the rest of the outfit. Women, ha? So, she had searched the earth and sky and she found the one that stands out. Check it out. Remember from the last chapter I said my mom and dad sometimes go on the shopping spree? Well, these pajamas I got from Romania. Oh, yes! They went all the way...

 Good day to all of you dear friends! I know the last two chapters were kind of exhausting but I just needed to share the story with you. I hope you were not too sad about it and that you were inspired to share more love with each other out there. I was thinking hard and long what could be the subject of this chapter and I figured – we need to talk about something cool and fun that will cheer us all up. So, buckle up and let’s go to the new story! As many of you are aware we dogs don’t really like to be dressed up we can also agree that our parents get a bit crazy over that and we have no other option but to indulge them but also, we look pretty damn cool and adorable wearing cloths. Having said that, my mom is always buying me new cloths and she likes to take a million pictures of me wearing them. I don’t mind since she has great taste and I look stunning. I am going to take you through my fashion show as I like to call it. My mom had in her collection a skull chain and one ...

Hey guys, it’s your favorite dog Ozzy speaking 🐾 I know the previous chapter was a bit heavy and painful, maybe even hard to read at moments. But life doesn’t stop when things hurt — and neither do we. We keep moving forward. Slowly, sometimes clumsily, but always forward. After all the pain, trauma, hospital visits, doctors, waiting rooms, fear, and exhaustion — for both me and my mom — something unexpected finally arrived. A feeling of relief. A quiet one at first, almost shy, but real. We believed things would get better. And just like I promised you at the end of Chapter 6 — they did. So now, let me tell you what happened next. My mom started getting better. Not overnight, not magically, but truly better — physically  and  mentally. I could see it in the way she moved, the way she breathed, the way she smiled more often. She became active again, present, alive. She was still working from home for the same company that once drove her crazy. Not really the compa...