My Fellow Inmates,

I would like to introduce you to Anji. Some of you know him, some of you dont. Since I announced that he was going to go in to training with me, I have received emails from friends all over the US with mixed feelings on this. Some have thanked me, and some have warned me against the dog.

Though I have heard all of you, perhaps I should tell you a bit about myself.

When I was 23 I met my Sir, Mitch Mitchell. I was an emotional mess, on Speed to force myself skinny, and was in the process of trying to get my manager fired in one of the highest paying jobs I ever had. Needless to say I lost that job, crashed out on the drugs, and shattered in to a complete mess. Mitch picked up the pieces and forced them back together in the way he wanted to see them formed. Was it all perfect? Did he mold me just as he would have wanted to see me?

Hehe, not even close. Yet he prepared me to live life and to take on tough challenges without needing anyone to hold my hand through it all.

This is what Training is about. I do not train dogs that dont need me.

So when this stray started sniffing around, I quickly slipped a leash around his throat.

I think he shall be a good fit for us and this site. I look forward to his arrival tomorrow.

The pup has miles of fucking adorable, and I look forward to training him. He shall be moderating this site as one of his duties, making sure daily posts go up. This shall allow me to focus on building other areas of the site which are ready to go and just need my attention.

As for weather or not he will do it… well I shall let him make that choice… My metal paddle is already chilling in the freezer

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With That, Visiting Time Is Over.

Whatever you do dont scream too loud as others are trying to sleep.

~Asylum