2/6/2025: There's a reason for why I call myself "Dogtier", it's kind of sad but and helps me cope with one of my worst moments. The reason I named myself after Jade Harley is because like her, I too was also forced to be fused with a dog, alhough mine was a bit more violent. My father took some pills, crushed them up, mixed them with water and made me drink it, then made me preform oral sex on his (at the time) roommate's dog. My memory blanks out for a bit and then my stomache hurts and I remember waking up to it over my shoulder with a muzzle around its mouth and dishtowels taped to its feet. I was sort of propped up on some pillows. When I looked into its eyes they were just wide circles. It hated what was happening. My dad was forcing it with his hand. He shoved it and the dog tried to get away and sort of spun and yelped. My dad was the kind of guy to save zorn and goon to it as well so I can imagine he did have a video of it. The only thing I remember after is that he told me to "go clean up" and I did. It was a lot of blood and I did my best. It also hurt for years after. This massively impacted my self esteem as I viewed myself as less than human. As a dog. Dogtier.

2/6/2025: I am very disabled: I have two rare genetic conditions, one being a type of spinocerebellar ataxia and the other being a mutation in a code that impacts myelin sheaths to be thinner, resulting in slower, less efficient thought patterns. The reason for my marred form is likely due to my ACTUAL lineage. It seems kind of blatant that my uncle is my real father. Him and my mom also had a very awful traumatic childhood and it seems like they haven't quite gotten over each other. I'm not even the only severely disabled child of this family. I question at times if there is more at hand sometimes. It truely felt as though my 'Dad' was just some random guy who wanted a kid to abuse.