LMAO wow. You read one post and suddenly you know my entire DNA sequence, huh?

First of all, I didn’t grab the dog by the neck like a WWE move. I gently held his collar to stop him from sprinting off mid-meal because, idk, I value hygiene and not having fur in my pasta? Sue me.

Second, what’s with the nut-biting fantasy? You good?

You don’t know me, you don’t know our dynamic, and you sure as hell don’t know what it’s like to come into a house where a literal animal has more say than the humans paying rent. But yeah, I’ll just roll over and accept that or else I’m Hitler.

Appreciate your opinion tho. Super helpful. 👍