guys your gaybean cactus thing has found a soulmate. he's the douglas border collie and his name is rooster. story time: i went on vacation for the long weekend (due to indigenous people's day, which i fully support, do not come to me with the "but columbus discovered america" bullcrap please) and we went shopping in the little downtown area. there's this big toy store, and they had douglas stuffed animals, and i got kinda excited, but the only good ones they had (imo) were some of the cats. i already own the douglas oscar maine coone, his name is moth, and i don't feel like another cat. it got really overstimulating in there, so my dad and i left. we eventually made our way to a smaller toy store across the street. i remembered they had a few aussie shepherd douglas dogs from last time, so i was looking forward to checking it out. the first store didn't have any of the "popular" douglas dogs (which i sincerely apologize for mentally mocking, i understand the hype now owning one) so i didn't have my hopes up. but there he was, gorgeous eyes, silky fur and all. i was like "nah, nope, no more stuffed animals" but then someone was looking at the dogs and i got really nervous. i walked back over and picked the collie up because he was the only one i cared about and so now he's mine. (the other person had very cool converse and i wouldn't have minded them getting it but they did end up choosing a different douglas as i walked over.) uhm yeah soulmates!!!
