You lot are all talking about these cute little creatures you went out and got, good as any dog or cat or whatever else, yeah?
So I go out and look (like you do) and you're all right, of course. They're these adorable little fucks, every last one of them. Little lizards and fish things and birds with wings literally made of clouds, and I thought. Wow. Presh.
Never been a pet person myself. Just never seemed like a thing I want, no matter how cute.
So of course this absolute bloody demonfollows me home.