The infinite patience of dogs.
WHY IS THE THING NOT FEARING ME. THERE SHOULD BE A BUTTON FOR THESE THINGS. I FIND BUTTON.
Man, I give it to the AKita with the black kitten … this is too cute
Big woofs, tiny meows.
When people hurt me many times, I don’t “get used” to it— I “get sick” of it, instead. That’s why it’s so easy to throw away awful people from my life.
I take the first step in ending friendships by becoming a despicable person until you hate me enough that you won’t regret being my ex-friend. Aren’t I nice?