He's a German Shepherd; he's my ex-girlfriends dog, and he is a sniffer--rarely a barker.
She's a Beagledor; she's my pride and joy, and is a whiner, a barker, and part beagle--but that's redundant.
They kind of dated for a while (all over my house, mind you) but only after the third date did they decide to commit to something more serious.
Now they yearn for each other daily. Really fucking pisses me off sometimes.
I hate how my blogs are so niche. They shouldn't be, yet they are.
But I love the world so I can't complain.
Comment if you believe I should update this blog more often. If it gets more popular I'll probably change the template as well--gotta keep up with the times.
Until then, stay classy, sharp, and never out of it.
~intelligence
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