walks with my dog

By mingamo

Far away in the land of dead squirrels

Far away on the land of nod there are only a few squirrels left to be torn limb from limb. Dileas has an hour to go before his last (in theory) food of the day. Due to his uncertainty that he has the energy to wait that long because he doesn't remember being fed today he has decided to sleep in the sun. As well as killing squirrels he dreams of a kind generous world where humans don't starve him.

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