A dog!
All the love you need to survive in this world is found (mostly) in a dog_unless u have allergies that is...(if so....please consult your doctor.)

well...where were we?
ah....yes, a dog!
Let that bloody puppy love you!
for your own good!
As I let my puppy love me!
for me and myself!
yes I do shelter, feed and care for a puppy because all I want is a messed up living room and some barking and wagging of tails before meal time...

some women have other ways of achieving those,
they get their puppies in a contract called....marriage. These puppies resemble their owners in a lot of ways...but are less faithful....
to what end tho?
to have some messed up living room, and wagging of tails before meal time!

aye! I shall stick to my ways of messing my living room.

So yes I have a dog.
therefore all the love i need in the world...!
oh yeah...
I also have a cat.
why? well...because I want to ofcourse!
why do I want to?
well well...don't act like you don't want that sassy toxic love that hurts, ignores and trashes you.
Well my toxic pills comes in a package of classy, sassy felines . Some women take theirs in the form of ....well.... jocks, and hotties and football captains....
but well. I like the feline sassy.

So this....dog of mine, aka all the love I need, bit my cat, aka that unnecessary love I want anyway, today.
and aha, I was so mad I yelled at my dog and soaked him in cold water.

The poor poor cat, now missing a chunk of hair(that was all the damage the bite caused) , for once, stayed in my embrace for an hour purring and meowing and looking into my eyes as if I was the only one and the only thing it ever needed!
mind you! this has never happened before!

(this is also that moment in the movie where the boy asks the girl to prom and they dance sweetly)
..
The dog stands by the door, sad and made to feel guilty, tho what he did is right..(or not , who knows)...

and we all doze off...the cat in my arms, the dog by my door,

then bam!


It's a new day.
The cat gets back to its sassy .
The dog gets all lovey, dovey and loyal,
and I go back to adjusting my furry mess of a living room. (aka that part of the movie where the boy goes to college and the girl gets pregnant and stays in that awful small town that will eventually kill her....)

ahh.
but my love's mess doesn't go beyond the living room,
for I choose to love those who speak less and love more.
....it's fur-ry...and on some Saturdays it feels as if all three of us belong in a zoo....

but....that's all the love I need in this world....

all that I need...and that sassy I keep for no good reason.






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