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Dogtor Waffles
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Retrieving and delivering enthusiastic advice for humans who need a pep talk from a very good boy from Minnesota.
I saw my deer friends in the woods. We communed peacefully, as always.

Now I must roll in the snow for 15 minutes to process my emotions, and absolutely NOT because I don’t want to go home.

The woods are perfect. The snow is perfect. I am perfect. Send snacks. This protest could last a while.
February 10, 2026 at 2:10 AM
Just me, putting the "shock" in François Couperin's "Le Tic Toc Choc ou Les Maillotins" while the Mom stepped away. Eat your heart out, Sokolov!

Moral: Play your music and sing your songs the way you want to. It's your voice and your art. You're allowed.
February 8, 2026 at 8:29 PM
HEY. YOU. YES YOU.

YOU MADE IT TO FRIDAY. I REPEAT: YOU MADE IT TO FRIDAY.

Incredible work. Extremely proud of you. A++. Now rest, hydrate, and then go back out in the world. Continue being a chaotic force for good. Also, maybe eat something with cheese. And toast. Cheese on toast.
February 6, 2026 at 3:55 PM
They say dogs and cats cannot share a snack. Yet here we are, bonded by tube cheese-of-the-sea. I feel evolved. Also slightly betrayed because the Cat got more.

Share a snack with a friend today. It's good for the soul.
February 6, 2026 at 1:14 AM
GOOD MORNING! You looked like you didn't need any personal space. Also, are you going to finish that Toast?

And look, you made it to Wednesday! That's pretty darn spiffy.
February 4, 2026 at 2:54 PM
Witness me, mortals. I have achieved ball-ball.
February 3, 2026 at 3:22 AM
Listen. You're doing GREAT for a creature with no fur in this "icy" climate. You got up today. You moved your meatsuit. Your job right now is not joy, or healing, or productivity. Your job is boots, coat, step, step, sniff, breathe, step. That’s it. That’s the whole assignment. 10/10 A++ ⭐.
February 1, 2026 at 2:55 PM
It’s dangerous to go alone. Take this.

I believe in you. You can do the things.
January 30, 2026 at 4:20 PM
Looking forward to things isn't naive or a betrayal of reality. You can hold both "this is really hard" and "soon I'll float quietly in a canoe and the sun will hit the water just right.”

Hope doesn’t have to be big and heroic. A summer morning. A favorite place. Toast. Snuggles on the shore. 🛶🐾
January 30, 2026 at 4:08 AM
I BROKE A RULE TODAY.

Was it dangerous? Yes.
Illegal? Probably.
Was something up there worth it? Absolutely.

Rules protect you. Bravery lets you stretch toward what matters, even when it’s scary and the chair wobbles.

Be safe. Be kind. Be brave. Reach, even if it gets you into a little trouble.
January 29, 2026 at 2:06 AM
Dogtor advice: If your insides are barking, it’s because something’s wrong. That’s biology, not failure. No, you can’t fix that with vibes, mantras, or telling yourself to “just calm down.” Name the threat. Say it out loud. Ground yourself in reality. Trust your instincts. Regulation follows truth.
January 27, 2026 at 3:37 PM
Went for a walk today and found a frostbitten void. He asked ME for snuggles. Weird. We took him to the humane society for urgent vet care. If he pulls through and no one claims him, I've already asked the humans if I could spring him from jail after his stray hold is up. THEY HAVEN'T SAID NO.
January 27, 2026 at 2:49 AM
Take a few minutes today to scream, run, and jump after something you really love. It helps, even if only temporarily. It puts more fuel in the fartcannon. More spring in your sproings. More power in your everythings.

Trust me. I'm a dogtor. I know these things.

Also? Toast. Make some toast.
January 25, 2026 at 5:47 PM
Got NO WALKS yesterday "for weather reasons." What the fluff? I staged a protest this morning. Pranced. Bwoofed. Yelled at the door like it owed me snacks. One toller, persistent. Relentless.

Behold: Mom caved. We walked in −28°C weather with coats on.

Moral: Even wee dogs can make power blink.
January 24, 2026 at 2:05 PM
It's dangerously cold out at midday walk o'clock.

Mom: "IF YOU'RE COLD, THEY'RE COLD. KEEP THEM INSIDE."

Me: "IF I'M COLD, we've reached the heat death of the universe, and we should go for a walk since the world's about to end anyway."

Guess what! We went for a walk! Nat 20 persuasion, baby!
January 22, 2026 at 7:19 PM
Hello! Hi. It's me. Does today feel impossible? Then downgrade expectations. Today's goal: Exist. Bonus goal: Toast. I can't make toast, but I can watch you do it with unwavering faith. Tosters are magical. Bread goes in, toast comes out! See, this is how we survive winters. Together. With snacks.
January 22, 2026 at 2:55 PM
If all you did today was survive and not make things worse, that is a solid performance. Extremely respectable. 13/10. Would give treat. A++
January 21, 2026 at 11:03 PM
GOOD MORNING I SCREAMED INTERNALLY BECAUSE SQUIRRELS EXIST. I am alive again today? Unclear how this keeps happening, but I love it. Went for a walk. Ice on my whiskers, tail in overdrive. It’s cold enough that my thoughts froze. Wind touched my face. Nose froze. Sun’s out. 13/10.
January 20, 2026 at 3:26 PM
Dragged my human outside where it's a MILD -18°C/-1F and sunny. Snow was crunchy under my feet. Read the pee-mail. Left my mark on dog socials. Tackled the human as she knelt to pick up my dirty sinful business. She asked: “Why are you like this?!” LADY. I am DOG, and JOY IS A FULL-CONTACT SPORT.
January 19, 2026 at 7:31 PM
Hello, human. Your job isn’t to carry the whole pack. Do one small thing today. Not “fix everything.” Not “be your best self.” One thing you can finish or improve by, like, 5%. Eat something. Do the dishes. You’re not weak. Worry means you care. Log off for a bit. I'll bark at the void for you.
January 19, 2026 at 2:45 PM
Hello! Hi! You’re anxious. You keep checking the rectangle that makes your eyebrows do that thing.

Listen. Things are weird. Those who tell you otherwise haven't been paying attention or have a very nice yard. We can be worried and alive at the same time. Joy isn't denial. Take 30. Throw the toy.
January 18, 2026 at 3:08 PM
I don’t fully understand what's going on, but I believe in you SO HARD.
January 18, 2026 at 1:49 AM