tonight, while taking charles for an evening walk, i got really pissed... he's been legit sick, off and on, for the past week. two visits to the vet, special dog food, and his stomach's still all outta whack. it started with a poorly chosen morsel of trash off the street.
every fucking piece of crap we passed tonight, he would stop and strain and try to eat it. and i actually yelled out loud "if it makes you sick EVERY FUCKING TIME why are you trying to eat it?!"
oh wait.
should probably listen to myself more often...
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