Monday, January 27, 2025

~ TikTok Made Me Do It ~

 Why have we been absent from Blogger?  Well, we can blame TikTok for that! 

It all started out a few years ago when I downloaded the TikTok app just to see what it was all about.  Before you know it, I was posting videos of my old girl, Gracie.  One morning I woke to find that one of her videos went viral. Well, what more did I need?  TikTok loved Gracie, and I loved sharing her.  So, I shared her life and then, sadly, her death.

I made a lot of friends there.  Many were going through the same - losing a beloved pet and trying to cope.

I thought for sure I would be happy to have my freedom back.  After almost eighteen years of commitment to a dog who had become the center of my life in a way, I was free.  But I was sad.  

Enter Bubbles.  

TikTok still loves Gracie.  But now they love Bubbles too.  And I confess - there are perks.  Lots of them.  Companies are sending me items of interest (dog stuff) for free and all I have to do is share a video of my dog and their merchandise.  That's pretty cool.

But that's not all.

I have become a part of a Creator program where Creators are rewarded an income for their post views.  I am matching my social security with the extra money I am making by simply putting up videos of my dog on TikTok.

With the possibility shortly that there may be an end to TikTok in our USA, I have embraced that fact and well - here I am back on blogger.  I will never be compensated in monetary ways or gifts from dog companies.  But sharing here is something I have always enjoyed and I have missed.  Keep hobbies and keep busy, a voice whispers in my ear.  Maybe it's Gracie.   Love life and make the best of all things.  

Oh, and here is a picture of Bubbles showing off her deluxe bed that was sent to her from Funny Fuzzy.  Isn't she precious?


  

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