I’m on the front porch this morning with Sami, Soft and Mazy, all of whom are keeping a close eye on the sidewalk for trespassers, squirrels and worse:

OTHER PUPPIES.

Sami doesn’t really give a shit, because he’s a cat, and cat’s don’t give a fuck, but Mazy and Sofi?

The first sniff of another dog and we go into full protect mode.

It’d be heartwarming if it wasn’t so obnoxious.

Still, it’s impossible not to love, and that goes for anything.

Target: 900 words
Written: 447 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Queen Of Sorcery, David Eddings
Comics: The Wicked + The Divine 43-45, Die 6
Music: Money Will Roll Right In, Nirvana (cover, I think?  Mudhoney?)