This is my dog. Okay, so after I took some muscle relaxers and underwent an intense round of anger management therapy (call me Drew now), I had second thoughts about yesterday's vitriolic rant about the bodily functions of my roommate's dog . Live and let live, I say. As long as you stop peeing on my rug, we can coexist in peace.
So I took the rant down. But I left the picture of my dog up, because, well, I think she's pretty damn cute.
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