My 2 year old goldendoodle just yeeted herself off the porch for no reason and fucked up her leg. Of course the vet is booked until 11 AM tomorrow. This is the same dog that had to get bowel obstruction surgery twice in two months because she kept eating toys. She is not allowed to have toys anymore.
She’s such a goblin.
Whenever I’m in a particular spot in the garden, our boy cat likes to hop up on top of the recycling bin to receive scritchies. One day he tried it while I was putting recycling away. There was a crash and I looked into the bin to find him up to the neck in torn cardboard beaming rays of this-is-your-fault,-monkey at me.