Mr. Mochi cuddles too hard. This is the seventh night in a rown his enthusiasm has resulted in either a blood-drawing wound or a visible bruise. My therapist was worried.
You’re adorable and loving, you fat orange bastard. But you’re going to make someone call protective services.
Update: he tripped me at the top of the stairs and almost fucking killed me. I’m at urgent Care getting my leg x-rayed now.
It’s sprained, also i have a huge bruise on my shoulder.
He did act real guilty and is currently sitting on my foot to make it better.
Mr. Mochi cuddles too hard. This is the seventh night in a rown his enthusiasm has resulted in either a blood-drawing wound or a visible bruise. My therapist was worried.
You’re adorable and loving, you fat orange bastard. But you’re going to make someone call protective services.
Update: he tripped me at the top of the stairs and almost fucking killed me. I’m at urgent Care getting my leg x-rayed now.
It’s sprained, also i have a huge bruise on my shoulder.
He did act real guilty and is currently sitting on my foot to make it better.
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