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Ik the last thing y’all need today is a long tweet from me but I wanna tell a story about the shit I’ve learned from my dog. When I first got nico I was the happiest mf on earth. Days before I got nico I lost a friend and this felt like some John wick shit.
... I thought shit would be sweet, play with him when I feel like it, let him do his own thing when I didn’t. Well I was wrong. Little did I know there was responsibility and commitment that came with even something like a pet. This mf did not make it easy that’s for sure.
I never expected to wake up with shit torn up all over my floor, or literal shit on the floor, or other complications related to shit. But as time went by, I realized that he learned from the mistakes he made, and I started learning about the responsibilities I had to live up to.
It was exhausting waiting for him to understand me better, but growth is fucking beautiful. He a pain in the ass sometimes? He still make mistakes? On a daily basis. But I love his ass too much to react any other way than: how do we fix it and be better from here?
I guess what I’m trying to say is this: I don’t love my dog because he’s cute or what he does for me. To me love is what you build overtime through trial and error, learning more about each other day by day. Shits rare. Grow with each other !
Also I have no idea how to like make a thread on this shit so if all this looks really messy blame Twitter not me !
