Someone found a fluffy german shephard dog and handed him into us at work.
I asked my parents if I could keep him if the owner doesnt come forth as the council dog warden rehomes them after 7 days.
Nope, bunneh isnt allowed a bear-dog!
so I got really emotional.
I dont know if its the spoilt brat or the fag monster making me cry. I dont really want the dog anymore but Ive been emotional all day and it seems like any excuse, anyone know what i mean?
I got the bitch itch!