That’s one hell of a thousand-mile stare, and one hell of an unenthused doggo.
“HUMAN, WHY DID YOU BRING ME TO THIS WINDY WASTELAND. I WAS PROMISED WALKIES.”
It doesn’t work if the dog isn’t yours, slick.
“Alright mum, you can take the photo now.”
This doggo has never been able to set paw on a beach again.
*Camera zooms in on doggo’s face as The Sound of Silence begins to play*
“JUST STAY STILL LIKE WE PRACTICED. NO, NOT LIKE THAT. YOU’RE USING ME AS AN ARMCHAIR.”
“Just let me down plz human.”
