Dogs and cats could talk and I was legally adopted by my cat bc for some reason my parents had disappeared. She took me out for ice cream but the cashier was a dog who wouldn’t stop licking my ice cream while he waited for me to count change. My cat-mom scratched him for it and asked to speak to his manager, a collie. I don’t remember how the confrontation ended.
Why does a collie being the manager make sense to me??
They just look like they always have their stuff together, it makes sense.
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