Every time I sneeze, my mum’s dog tries to rip my throat out. When I go near any door in the house, he tries to tear my brains out through my kneecaps as if I were a baby rabbit wrapped in bacon.
My mum’s explanation for this is ‘Awww, he loves you!’
I hate you, mum. I really do.
Poor Bear :(
-hugs- xxx
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Poor Bear :( -hugs- xxx
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