3D dog
The small little black dog, of course he’s got wolf blood flowing in his veins.
that night with thunder and the bright flashes of lightning, simultaneously rattling and filling the whole living room with white light, he just lie atop the yellow sofa perfectly at peace
And he’s afraid of flies ever since he got stung once by a bee, looking over his shoulder while eating nervously
Now he gets up in the middle of the night, howling in falsetto at the moon
Because just like me, he’s three dimensional