Hey there, it's me, Pony. You Know, "Most Wicked of Woofs."
It's almost 5:30 pm, and I have to put the chairs back on the new couch Poxxy just bought. You know, the one that I'm not allowed to sleep on. Every freaking day I have to do this so he won't know just how BAD a dog I really am.
He comes home in a while and I gotta get this place cleaned up. I fucking HATE doing the dishes! I always forget what was dirty when he left for his job. I usually leave a few of mine for him to do anyways. He's too fucking stupid to notice.
Peace out ya'll,
Pony, Most Wicked of Woofs
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