But the dogs never die, Ursula. Fake horses and cosmic terrors and severed heads sprinkled about like so much garlic salt, but the *dogs never die.*
Cozy af, that.
Cozy af, that.
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And he was still a *very* goob boi!
You'd have to check the pelvis and the...femur? Or however you sex dog bones?
And who knows how many bones there are?
Like, tbqf, Ursula really put a lot of loving thought into the best way to up the creep factor here...BUT V GOOB DOGGO IS JUST FINE AND I LURVE IT
And the only happy horse is an undead horse...