~SpanielCon March 2024~

Kovu the Cavalier is so happy he has two tails 🤣

Synchronized Spanieling: Chasing sniffs is the best way for Spaniels to catch up after a long time apart. Tristan, Guinevere and Kovu all having the best time, together. Sort of 🥰

These pics were taken a minute apart. So does that mean this is

synchronized spanieling

@doomspaniels

Right Here on the Trigger (A Little Shop of Horrors fanfic)

Seymour's late-night thoughts in his and Audrey's new home post-theatrical cut ending. Content warning for some mature themes and rated T. Under the cut.

Seymour dazedly opened his eyes, feeling an almost completely foreign sense of well-restedness despite the near complete darkness of the room. What little light had breached the confinement of the windows seemed softer than he was used to, complimenting the edges of the various objects that it vaguely highlighted. Barely managing to resist the call of the normally harsh mistress of sleep, he pieced together a thought resembling Should... probably check on everything... and reached out for his glasses on his bedside table, instead finding more bed and a slightly worn, fluffy shape. Seymour clumsily ran his hand along it in broad strokes, obtaining enlightenment as he gently squeezed one of its floppy ears. Oh yeah... I did get Audrey a stuffed cocker spaniel didn't I... she was so happy... but what's he doing back here?

He tiredly thought back on the previous few days, initially struggling to discern his dreams of her, the strongest and most amazing woman in the universe, from the somehow material reality that they had gotten married and found a sweet little house where they could finally be together at last. Or that the sentiment that this recent development was 'at last' was shared between them. Or that she really was that miraculous. Seymour turned over in their thankfully shared bed, taking her cocker spaniel I think she named it Spot? with him in case she was awake and thus in a state of mind to appreciate enticingly fuzzy commodifications of nature, and was slightly puzzled upon not seeing her breathtaking frame. After a few seconds, the pieces came together for him, abruptly removing the curtains and tiredness from his eyes.

Oh God- she left didn't she- obviously she'd leave me she deserves a PRINCE not a pathetic schmuck who can't even protect her from a GODDAMN VEGETABLE- who's she going to who has her now- most a the guys here are taller and tougher lookin' than me because of course I can't ever do anything right for her like she deserves- what if he's- like- Orin... what if he-

Just as abruptly as they had come together, the pieces regrouped themselves into a much more hopeful and then overpoweringly joyful configuration as the door to their shared bedroom opened and his angelic wife stepped through it, holding what appeared to be a glass of water in her elegant hand. She stood in the doorway for a moment, the light behind her illuminating her sufficiently to reveal a look of shock and concern on her face, and Seymour realized with a flash of shame that he was very emasculatingly clutching onto her cocker spaniel for dear life. And that his countenance probably wasn't much more up to snuff. Almost as if they were synchronized actors in this stupid little play that he had inadvertently concocted, Seymour made his best attempt to relax his body and breathing... and heart beat into a resting position they could normally take up in a normal and well-adjusted person, releasing the poor dog from his pathetic grasp, while Audrey quickly placed the glass on their nightstand, made her way under the covers, and comfortingly wrapped herself around him, squeezing his hand reassuringly.

After managing to get his wits about him from the wave of love for and security with her that was now overwhelming him, Seymour hopefully redeemed himself and the situation at least slightly by turning around so that he was now facing her... and immediately regretted it when he saw that the concern for him that he had oh so stupidly inspired in her had not yet faded from her warm eyes. Without thinking, he buried his face into her neck, not initially realizing in his attempt to no longer be facing the adverse impact he had had on her that this didn't exactly help his image as a proper and not at all pathetic provider and not particularly caring anymore as he ravished in her silky skin and voice.

"...Seymour? Are you okay? What's going on?" He found her hand again without opening his eyes and squeezed it in an attempt to be reassuring. "...I'm okay... now, with you." Audrey paused for a moment before tightening her embrace, further disrupting and disbanding his panicked thoughts. "Seriously, what's going on? Talk to me." With his renewed drowsiness and continuous love for her, Seymour found himself uttering the truth with surprising ease and simplicity... as well as a tired slur despite his best efforts. "I thought you left me... I'm so glad you didn't I love you." Huh... I don't think I've been able to say that to her before now... won't be the last time that's for sure. He felt her stiffen slightly, and she didn't speak again for several seconds, squeezing his hand reassuringly before doing so. "...Seymour... no, don't think that ever again, I would never leave you... I love you so much." Seymour contentedly relaxed into the warmth of his lovely wife's embrace, managing to mumble something vaguely approximating the words "Love you too" before settling back into sleep.

There is a, always will be a natural, incomparable chemistry between the Spaniels. Sidelong glances that evolved over centuries of late night riff sculpturing & synchronized handshakes.

from the Books Of Albion, Peter waxing lyrical about his relationship with Carl

Insomniac City

A cool breeze blew through the car-filled streets, the light of the stars were drowned out by the blinding lights of the city. People walked the sidewalks, countless lives unfolding in concert. There were partygoers wandering from bar to bar, friends chattering away on restaurant patios, workers looking to unwind from a long day, and hundreds making their way to one of dozens of events.

Among this sea of people, there was an opossum. He wore an unbuttoned red flannel shirt, a neon green and pink glowing bracelet on his wrist, bobbing his furry head to music feeding in from a pair of earbuds. He didn't seem at all bothered about potential gawkers, he was too immersed in his music.

He effortlessly danced through the walking river, eyes closed, slipping and twisting between couples and crowds.

Elsewhere in the city, there was a blue rat. They wore a striped hoodie with a sock inexplicably stuck somewhere visible to anyone observing them. Like the opossum, the rat was enjoying their own music. But unlike the opossum, the rat was calming bobbing their head to the beat, walking quite normally through the crowd, only barely moving their shoulders. They were also enjoying a falafel-filled pita wrap, so that may explain the lack of whimsical movement or dancing.

After a long day's work, a cream-colored spaniel with a bell collar walked by a busy restaurant, a set of pink headphones over her poofy ears. As she made her way down the street, she quickly found her favorite song on her phone and set it on repeat. This was the most sensible thing to do, since the alternative would've been to constantly have to search the playlist for select songs, despite having curated the collection herself. Unlike the previous two, her movements were more frantic. Where one was smooth and the other subtle, she was striking.

These three lives, out of the countless thousands in the city that night, were destined to intertwine. Life in the city was strange like that, one could go many years only seeing someone once, but serendipitously encounter a select few, time after time. The world was unexpectedly simultaneously small, yet unfathomably big.

The entertainment district, adjacent to a major shopping center and home to over two dozen famous theaters and venues, was alive with music and mirth. Whooping laughter and cheers occasionally cut through the cacophony of live music, street musicians, and restaurant playlists. The striking scent of alcohol, food, cologne, and perfume filled the air. In one section, where cars were barred from entering on weekend nights, one would find lines leading to one of a dozen food trucks selling all kinds of street food. From the conventional burger and fries to the exciting Korean tacos, Cajun-spiced chicken & poutine, and Japanese-inspired hotdogs.

It was here, enticed by the smells and noise, did these three souls meet. Their eyes met, and a feeling overcame them. Each one pulled out their phone, found the same song, and played it at the same time. Before the very eyes of everyone around them, a miracle of movement; synchronized, harmonious, almost choreographed. After a long journey through endless crowds that stretched out into the night, they were finally here, in the moment.

Among those in the crowd was a young man who was enjoying a can of grape soda when the strange event unfolded. By all rights, he was a seemingly regular looking guy. Someone who could easily blend into the background, if not for his tendency to inexplicably have some form of grape in his hands.

"These weirdos need to get some sleep." He said as he pressed the record button on his phone, which, instead of bearing the iconic symbol of an apple on the back, had a stylized bunch of grapes.

"Got a problem with not getting sleep?" Someone asked, their tired eyes trying to squint without accidentally closing and sending themself into a catastrophic collapse.

"Your insomni-ass needs sleep too!"

Featuring @kenji-arts @artsycooky13 @a-quarter-of-roses @raisansgrapeon @insomni-ass

Queen on Fire - Live at the Bowl 1982 concert (Hot Space Tour) LIVEBLOGGGGGGGG

As promised! :) Initially I was supposed to go directly from Montreal to Wembley, but dear @his-majesty-king-mercury convinced me to do Live at the Bowl before, and I’m glad she did!

Background: The concert is dated at June 5, 1982. As I wrote in the title, it was part of the Hot Space tour and was initially supposed to be played at Arsenal Stadium in Highbury. A day before the gig Freddie had a nasty fight with his then-boyfriend who had bitten him between a thumb and forefinger.

Let’s begin! - ugh Hot Space - but hey, it's gonna be fun! It's Queen, and Queen always puts the bestest live shows! - oh wowzie, this is mah first liveblog since April, long time not seen right? - my pizza's ready, my coffee's ready, my dip is ready - I think I can start watching now - Ooo wow, this concert lasts an hour and 43 minutes? I would die if I had to play on stage for that long - I can already feel the enthusiasm!!! The ENERGYYYY - FLASH AAAAAAHHH AHHHH - they're leaving the plane and look so hella cuuute - oh hi Crystal! oh hi Phoebe! Great to see you all! - gotta say... Freddie's outfit is fabulous. - Brian: plays the guitar and jumps the Crowd: HELL YEAH - I'm only 3 minutes in and my current mood is: fuck the critics whoever trashed Queen and disrespected their music skills - WE WILL WE WILL ROCK YOU - I love the fast version, slaps 100 times harder than the studio version - Deaky looks awesome in blue, I mean I already noticed that when I watched Rock Montreal, but let me reiterate - It's only been 5 minutes but let me tell you...not enough zooms for Roger - Freddie's in a good shape and form... not that I'm surprised - ROGER - cute red little scarf on mah boi's neck - THE FIRST FREDDIE AND ROG INTERACTIONS, I LIVE, I'M HAPPY - "hello everybody" "hey hey hey" good time to miss Freddie - Action This Time... Anyone surprised that it sounds better live than on the album? - ROGER'S VOCALS HOTDAMN - Brian's hair is floofy as usual... why am I acting like it's an unusual thing - I really really miss hearing Freddie and Roger together... POWER DUO - the synths get introduced... I neither love nor hate it tbh - okay not Queen related but the pizza is not bad, for a frozen one - Freddie, you feeling too hot for that jacket? And you Deaky, too? Get undressed, babes, I certainly don't mind - Play the Game! I love this song... Also Freddie playing on a piano is a blessing to us all - He really puts his soul into this one... Bless this man - Brian's backing vocals always sound so soft... My tenor angel - THANK FRICKING GOD THE SYNTHS IN THE BACKGROUND ARE BARELY AUDIBLE - LOL FREDDIE - he put a towel on his head I'm XDDDD what a legend - this and the famous plastic bag is a thrilling saga - AAAAA YOOOO - LMAO at Freddie throwing his...water?beer? at the audience - *Hot Space apologist speech* :P - we're at the funky part, I guess... - Brian and John's synchronized movements :)))) - ah okay it's Staying Power... I forgot what the song sounds like - Roger in black... I'm swooning - Roger has a nice closeup view on Freddie's butt, I mean back :D - This is not bad, but I'm gonna bet that I'll forget what this song sounds like again in less than two hours - John's haircut is cute and adorbs :D - OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO - Somebody to Love!!!!!!!!!!!!! - The intro...sounds so sublime, soft, and raw at the same time - I love that it sounds slightly different, depending on the concert - This is really emotional... We shall see how it goes, but so far it surpasses even the god tier Montreal version! - Forgive me for not saying too much now... I'm fully sunk in the sheer beauty of this sincere performance - Love Roger's drumming and the crowd clapping to the beat! - "I like it" ME TOO FREDDIE - I wish we could hear Roger a tiny bit better! I love the crescendo part - That was beautiful :') - Now I'm Here!!!! asjgashasashjgas - I love it when they perform it at higher speed - The jumping crowd fairly represents what my brain cells currently look like - I hella love Roger's drumming in this song - well not just this song but y'know - Freddie...what was that??? WHAT DID YOU DO WITH THAT FINGER??? - hehe you can tell that Brian's very into it :D - Brian trying to get Roger's attention... Rog is, however, fully dedicated to his drums :D - Freddie lying down after the song is a post-exercise or post-dinner mood - "Let's play a game" YES SIR - yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah - "Go pretty boy, go" I'm SOFT - hear that bassline? YES ME TOO - (it's Dragon Attack if anyone's wondering) - Freddie Mercury: lead singer AND fitness instructor - wish I could make some screencaps, alas I'm watching this online so it would take too much effort so here we are - Fred, let BRIAN PLAYYYY nooo don't distract him! - out of context those cuts and shots look like John is jealous of Freddie and Roger XDDD this is gif and meme worthy (around 39 minute) - btw probably no one is interested because you came here for the Queen concert liveblog, but I got my period and I'm starting to feel it - IT SUCKS - ooooo Brian speaking! His voice is so soothing, I could listen to him all day and it would probably calm my nerves - acoustic guitar...I'm already in - WHY SO QUIET THOUGH - Love of My Life, I'm cry - Everyone's singing along from the very first line... this is beautiful - Everyone united by this song's pure beauty :))))) I'm not crying you are - Do you sometimes think about Brian playing the acords for this gorgeous track and there is no Freddie sitting beside him? - Yeah, I hate myself for that thought too - I might be a little bit emotional - No wonder it was this particular song was the one that finally convinced Bri's father to FINALLY accept his son's career - Brian's gentle smile I'm :') :') :') - *clap clap clap clap* SAME - We're at Save Me now... Are we doing a crying compilation or what? - This is almost as bad as the Queen Forever album I recently bought.. TOO EMOTIONAL - Don't get me wrong, I ADORE Save Me - But this is too much - Almost 50 minutes in and Freddie's voice is still STRONG AS A BELL - Remember what I said about the "fuck the critics" mood? Yeah the mood is back - Even the cute Roger/Freddie interaction almost makes me cry I'm agsahjhsAAAAAAAAA - I need a more lighthearted now BLEASE - I'm a tough cookie but when I have Queen feels very little can help! - Is this Back Chat? OH GOD - Please bring me back to the crying mode, I DIDN'T MEAN THIS - (I'm sorry Fidan and all the Back Chat fans over there, I'm not a huge fan of this song :-*) - We get a nice view on Roger's back, though *Lenny face* - The synths sound like a main theme for some mystery-drama tv show from the 1980s XDDD - I forgot how long this song is... - Get Down Make Love *insert Lenny face again* - Okay I gotta admit... lyrically this song is a mess and borderline cringey in the first verse, but I really like it musically - I GIVE YOU HEAT - I GIVE YOU MEAT *three Lenny faces* - Okay, let's just listen to the song and pretend we all forgot the English language, maybe? - That mid parts always makes me feel like I'm about to be abducted by aliens - Thank God I don't do drugs, I would start thinking I might be hallucinating - I assume that Brian's guitar solo starts now? - Nice intro! - And Roger gets time to breathe, the boy needs his oxygen - Actually, this may be one my favourite of Brian's guitar solos? - Brighton Rock :))))))))))))))) - Brian's hands are very pretty - oh noooooo - an error? - poor Bri - that disappointed guy who screamed "No" when the guitar stopped playing :D - thankfully he issue quickly got solved! - hi Roger, nice to see you back <3 - It's Roger's time to shine! - YEs, Under Pressure! - The Montreal version is gonna be hard to beat, though - Let's see - uu I like Fred's red jacket! - ...do you have any shirt underneath, though? Naughty boi - he does not LOL - "HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGH" - let me tell you again...Roger's mic is definitely not turned loud enough - This is great but still, I prefer the Montreal one - That beer always amuses me XD - Freddie, you want us to slap your ass? - Oh no, he's just announcing Fat Bottomed Girls XDDDD - "I was just a skinny lad" the editing team: cuts to the camera angle which shows Brian first and Freddie after him - Roger's "oooh" is funny because he's really into it :D :D :D - Freddie is now a pole dancer, he changed profession - The crowd, always cheering when Freddie gets undressed :P - I sense Crazy Little Thing Called Love incoming! - yes it is Crazy Little Thing! - Freddie's joke about the three guitar cords XDDD - This song always slaps - "she drives me crazYY" - ReAdY fReDdIe - FREDDIE PLS STOP FCKING YOUR GUITAR - this is pretty - BOHEMIAN RHAPSODY YEAH - he sounds so soft :)))) - and now so raw - "Momma UwU" - can't unsee this fricking meme now ajsdhjgdhjds - My favourite guitar solo :')))) - they actually played the video??? - I miss spaniel haired Deaky tbh - *instense drumming* *fireworks* - Oh Brian is wearing this cool shirt he also wore in Montreal! - jumpy Deaky...too bad you can onnly see him from the distance - GONG - that was sexy - Roger hitting that gong in the black outfit is sexier than shirtless Rog hitting the gong, change my mind - TIEE YOUR MOTHER DOWN TIEE YOUR MOTHER DOWN - There's only some 15 minutes left... The time always passes so quickly when I'm watching a Queen concert - Another One Bites the Dust! I've been waiting for thiiiis - Deaky: happy jump - He knows it's his time to shine - wait a second, when did Roger change his shirt? - I need a good closeup - Freddie be like *imma slap my thigh now* - ooo I see Roger's Japanese shirt now! It's pretty cool! - Brian looks great too - Those flashing light are kinda migraine-inducing, thankfully I don't have an aura today - SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER heartattack - Looks like Freddie is flirting with Red Special :P - they're going absolutely crazy XD - WE WILL ROCK YOU DRUMLINE INTENSIFIES - LOL the sombrero on Freddie's head :P - ups mr editor dropped a frame - And now we're truly heading towards the end... I'm gonna start associating We Are the Champions with farewells soon - Well done, boys - I know I say it every single time - But you can't stress this enough - :)))) I'm glad I did this liveblog - They look exhausted but very satisfied :))) - Bye bye!

Next time I’ll be doing Wembley 1986, hopefully soon!

Tagging all the people who expressed their wish to read my ramblings. :) Enjoy!

@his-majesty-king-mercury, @x5vale, @radio-ha-ha, @mephisto92, @39-brian, @melisa-may-taylor72, @silapril, @kitty-rushes-in, @lydiannode, @an-abyss-called-life, @litsy-kalyptica, @importantmuggoophero, I hope I didn’t forget anyone! ^^ Comments are nicely welcome! :3

Synchronized Spaniels

Concern about Brother's Unjust Confinement

Yelling About It

Checking On Brother

Meerkating About It

Yelling About It Again

Synchronized Spanieling, looking to see if Fåthř reacted

Tristan, slightly quicker on the uptake, looking to see if Møthr will do anything either

It's been two weeks, pups, this situation is not new. Two more weeks, being careful, being cautious, and hopefully he'll be good as new.

Synchronized Spanieling: An Afternoon At the Window

Synchronized Spanieling

Cats Watching Ping-Pong

Synchronized Spanieling

... becomes asynchronous quickly as Short Attention Spaniels forget what they were doing.

Synchronized Spanieling: heading out to Feed the Big Doggies, they turned together to drop their toys for treats (so they don't carry them into the pasture) (where it's more dirty and also can be a hazard for the horses)

They even set the toys down in almost the same spot (top right last photo)

Summer storms lead to Synchronized Spanieling

3D Synchronized Spanieling

Video Games: Fun For the Whole Family