I once had a dream about my old man dog, a chihuahua x pom, in which he had (in the most disturbing of circumstances) “But, Mother, why must I stave?” and I am still traumatised by that dream and Toby has been gone nearly 2 years.
In saying that, I love when Alfie jumps on me at 4am, in hoping I’ll wake up to feed him and I launch him across the room… only to hear him go to this bowl and start nomming on the bikkies that have been there all freakin’ night.
Cats, man.
Seagoon_@aussie.zone 5 weeks ago
“burp!” … cat probably