this morning #728.

this morning, here amongst these fragile humans with their tiny dogs, he knew he was way out of place. he’d sort of known it all along. last year, while in the deepest depths of depression, he’d made a decision to head down to the pound & rescue a dog. his brother had got one for his kids & that situation seemed to be working out just fine. after a few months, he had to admit that dogs are dumb, needy creatures & he was actually more of a cat person. sure, his new pup provided the companionship he was seeking. he was a champ when it came to that. sometimes though, it was too much pressure. if he’d got a cat, he could at least expect it to do its own thing every once in a while.