okay story time

so last night i woke up around two am because i heard my huge dog shifting outside the hallway where mine and my brother’s rooms are 

and i heard my brother say the dog’s name a couple times, and i thought “hey, maybe i should go put the dog back on the leash” because i don’t know HOW he got off the leash. it’s a pretty sturdy leash.

thinking that, and deciding i was too damn warm to move, i tried to go back to sleep.

and in that half-sleep state, i thought about that one horror story that had the dog licking the hand and deciding I’M NOT FUCKING GOING OUT THERE SCREW YOU YOU CAN ALL DIE

and i just sat there in the dark for about 30 minutes

happy friday