day 1787 – mister donut

i drove to the entrance of flipping but thought better of myself than to force the issue. my spine is an integral part of me so turned around and decided to start my the munchies bonding earlier. the three of us ate so much during black panther night. we laid out everything on the table from sushi party tray, chicken nuggets, fruits, crab and buckets ice cream. i had a break through petting a dog for the first time in my life and i would never have done this if it was any other dog that was more cuddely than mister donut. he did not approach me to try to sniff or touch me for much of the night. at most, he stood in front of me to have a stare down. since he did nothing to me, i felt this was my only chance to touch a dog even though i feared for my life