Black dog and I have a complicated relationship. Throughout the years she has gone through stages where I feel she barely tolerates me (I'm just the person that sits in her chair and she'd rather I didn't), or outright despised me (would run away and hide behind a chair or person until I left her alone). Recently though our love (or, her love for me) has blossomed quite suddenly and deeply. She'll sit on my lap and give me kisses and sleep on my bed and follow me around - all the things dogs are supposed to do - but a couple weeks ago she proved her devotion excels the norm. I was lying on the sofa with Black Dog and I were snugling as I waited for a gay to finish his conversation with my housemate. My stepdad was in the room and came over and attempted to tickle my belly (yeah, this sounds dodge I know but it's just ma famille okay?) at which I politely I geared up to politely request he 'eff off and leave me alone'. Except I needn't have as Black Dog started growling and snarling and making it clear, in no uncertain terms, that bitch needed to BACK OFF ELSE HE WAS GOING DOWN (it was all scary and in caps like that). Which he did.
It is the most romantic thing anyone's ever done for me. Defending my honour like that. That's true love that is.
She does, however, remain unphotographable. I think that means she's a demon or on the run from the FBI or something.
Jeez, I got a lot of shit on my windowsills innit.
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