i have
two dogs.
they seem to somehow represent both sides of my personality.

there is the older, grumpier one called Zack. he walks around like he is terminally depressed and looks up to you like you just kicked him in the face. he doesnt get that many hugs and strokes anymore though because therrrres....
ARTHUR! he is the epitomy of insanity in dog-form. if he has been out for a walk and it's raining, or if he's had a bath he will run around like a feckin nutter trying to itch his back on the floor (which makes it look like he's trying to walk upside down). sometimes he gets so excited about the fact that he's outside he will literally run around in a giant circle around you until you go back inside or something interesting like a bird in the sky he thinks he can chase turns up. whichever is first.

anywho... those are my dogs.

probably not *that* strange...
however Arther has a habit of face-raping Zack whilst the latter is sitting down minding his own business, probably thinking about how everyone sucks and wishing they'd invent eyeliner for dogs and such.
what with Arthur being so ireedemably retardly stupid i can just imagine the dog-versation (see what i did there =D) going something like this...
A:
HAHA! this is FUN!
Z:
Get Off! i'm. not. gay!
A:
HAHA! What's gay?

so yea. a gay, mentalist jack russell on speed (probably) and a melancholy emo jack russell who's apparent only highlight of the day is walkies(or even just the mention of), where he will bark louder than you thought possible for a dog so small
who has cancer now :( i hope i see him again before i go off to art college
(quibble, Wed 13 Jun 2007, 16:17, Reply)