My dog and my cat helps me at most, however do to the fact I’m in Amerikkka and disabled. It’s impossible for me with my circumstances I have to be happy.

However my animals keep me just above borderline unaliving my self.

My animals do make me smile every day. Especially my service dog and how quirky and weird she is and does the most stupidest funniest stuff sometimes that I always get a kick out of.

My cat is the man of the house, constantly yelling, complaining and think he owns the damn place. He doesn’t give a shit about me but absolutely loves my dog, he’s very much a stereotypical man. Which is to me fucking funny because he’s a small ass cat so I can just scoop him up whenever and cuddle with him.

Overall it’s borderline but I’m still here … At least for now.