On a brighter note, the couple now renting the cottage next to mine have a giant Irish wolfhound who got out just now and charged me snarling like an asshole so I told him oh shut up you’re not mean and he didn’t know what to do with that so he decided to let me rub his belly

Obviously I was nervous for a second. He is very big. Like 200lbs of dog. But it’s not running fixes anything and also I don’t run. Anyway we’re friends now.

My entire history with dogs who think they want to start shit is telling them to fuck off. They really don’t know what to do with that reaction. Like you can see them stop and question their entire existence and it cracks me the fuck up.