My girl thinks this dog is cute. He wants to save him from a shelter. Ooof. That is the ugliest dog of all.
I’ve never seen a dog with herpes before, but … Look, I feel bad for the little pooch. The poor thing is the Willie McGee of puppies.
My girl has such a big heart. He loves animals. (Well, she loves all animals except rodents and insects, and smelly animals … and she hates birds. But on top of that, she loves animals).
I? Animals are what I call “raw food.”
No, I love dogs. Dogs give so much love and all they want from you is treats, a good belly rub, and for you to pick up their poop at 2 in the morning.
Okay, in one of the photos, the dog KIND OF, MAYBE looks cute:
But in another image, we are reminded that this is Satan’s dog.
How can I walk with this ugly dog?
Am I superficial because I care about the appearance of a dog? Well, whatever. Looking at this dog is going to give me nightmares.
Then my girl will want to let this satanic dog sleep in bed with us. And do I have to worry that it eats my flesh and swallows my soul?
No. I can’t do it. Let’s get a plant. Plants are cute.