
Not a lot of people know I even have two dogs as pets (since I always talk about how I want a cat in the future) but I’ve had these two rat-dogs for around 5 years now.
Last week we had a slight scare as one of them was looking really depressed and wasn’t his usual chipper self. He was also pretty damn swollen around his hips even though he wasn’t eating much. My dad’s parents had to put one of their dogs down because they had something wrong with their lung and they were acting the same as ours was. We freaked and ran them both to the vet, for their usual nail clipping time, and we were happily informed that they were both perfectly fine, healthy little dogs.
I hugged them so hard that day. (Then changed my clothes ‘cause they shead like mad)
Oh, and if anyone ever tells you that dogs can not be homosexual, tell them they are fools & inform them of my two lovely flaming gay dogs.












