There’s no other creature that can blantly get away with being bad like a dog can. Oh you pooped on my floor? *In baby voice* I probably should’ve let you out sooner. Oh you bit the neighbor’s kid? *She probably deserved it, didn’t she? Yes she did.*

There are no bad bois only good bois.

This is why some days I wish I was a dog. With great cuteness comes zero responsibility.

— Art Notes —

Drawn for today’s inktober prompt “bad dog” and affinitober’s “wheel”. Home stretch! Only ten days left. Then what will I do? I’m kinda enjoying this much more than I expected.

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