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I'm sorry for my long absence! I can't believe the last time I logged into this account was before I got my dog Noah...He just turned two years old yesterday. He's the light of my life, truly the dog I dreamed of for years. You can find me (and Noah) at ~danigalleta (https://www.deviantart.com/danigalleta) :icondanigalleta: :icondanigalleta: :icondanigalleta: :icondanigalleta: :icondanigalleta: :icondanigalleta: :icondanigalleta: :icondanigalleta: Everything will be deleted from this account, once I finish uploading old artwork to my new headquarters.

And thus he shall be named Noah, for he shall be the peaceful patriarch to comfort every soul with his almond eyes, and the brave wanderer with the strength to start writing his own story. Together we will shape a new world, a new vision, a new adventure. ("The Birth of Valagu's Noah") I was expecting to receive my Belgian Groenendael pup on September 6th, but now it seems I'll be receiving it between Wednesday 4th-Friday 6th. I know it's only a difference of two days at most, but I'm so excited I feel my heart will burst. He will be traveling from Argentina to Chile on the 3th, though I'm not sure if they are making the trip by land or air

COMISSIONS CLOSED FOREVER Yep, that's exactly what I am. I'm in a really bad mood right now, all because of food. You see, about a month ago my 18yr old brother came to live with us (my father+me). He's a lazy, manipulative cry-baby that likes to be served. There isn't another way to describe it. He doesn't cook, or wash dishes, or make his bed, or clean up after himself. Heck, the house is a mess since he's living with us. I'm dead tired of cleaning after him, and my father, instead of telling him to clean, cleans after him. He cooks for my brother, he drives him everywhere, he even pays for my brother's friend's birthday presents. And I'm