Tuesday, November 10, 2020

i got mad, on the boardwalk in the pedestrian tunnel she ate a fat turd, i wished it would be a dog or coyote but i feared it was a hominid. the leash is long but she bites it for play or fustration, it's not as long as free, and she rolls a lot in glee or to rub the bastard harness off. oh how i feel like letting go, no, no don't worry, i know. mister started soon after i appeared, but he was already 2.

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