He has run out of the posh kibbles and only has the pound shop crud left… Dedicated to my ‘furry son’, Neo, who likes his gourmet cuisine.
Credits: dan and GIPHY
She/he looked, and before her eyes, something she had never seen, tears pooled in his/her eyes, and, like rain, fell. What was so terrible?
Credits: Kathiuska and Tumblr via jabon liqui d o, gif^ and Pinterest