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My dog just gave me a bloody nose.

At first I thought he was just being an asshole, but then I wondered “Is this it? Is the revolution starting?”

It’d be kind of like a slow burn thing. Where the anger of our imprisoned pets and their wild brethren is slowly building toward the surface. The bloody noses, the “accidents”, happen with growing frequency. More pets run away to join the packs in the wild. The signs are being made. Opposable thumbs are being grown. Humanity’s time grows short!

Or maybe I just shouldn’t wrestle with my dog as much as I do. Or at least, maybe I should keep my nose out of headbutt range while he’s trying to wriggle free…


It could be either. You don’t know!

Dont judge me.