he Zoomies at 3 A.M. Ever seen pure chaos wrapped in fur? That’s my dog, Luna. At exactly 3 A.M., she transforms from a sleepy loaf into a Formula 1 driver possessed by lightning. She sprints laps through the living room, crashes into the couch, and some
Ever seen pure chaos wrapped in fur? That’s my dog, Luna. At exactly 3 A.M., she transforms from a sleepy loaf into a Formula 1 driver possessed by lightning. She sprints laps through the living room, crashes into the couch, and somehow ends up upside down under the coffee table, tongue out, tail wagging like a helicopter. I just stand there in my pajamas, holding a cup of tea I didn’t even want, thinking: “This is fine.” The neighbors probably think I’m hosting midnight NASCAR for Labradors. When she’s done, she plops on the floor, sighs like she just paid bills, and falls asleep instantly. Meanwhile, I’m left questioning my life choices. Dogs are just furry chaos machines powered by love and random bursts of Wi-Fi energy.
Danwhite
10 days agohe Zoomies at 3 A.M.
Ever seen pure chaos wrapped in fur? That’s my dog, Luna. At exactly 3 A.M., she transforms from a sleepy loaf into a Formula 1 driver possessed by lightning. She sprints laps through the living room, crashes into the couch, and somehow ends up upside down under the coffee table, tongue out, tail wagging like a helicopter. I just stand there in my pajamas, holding a cup of tea I didn’t even want, thinking: “This is fine.” The neighbors probably think I’m hosting midnight NASCAR for Labradors. When she’s done, she plops on the floor, sighs like she just paid bills, and falls asleep instantly. Meanwhile, I’m left questioning my life choices. Dogs are just furry chaos machines powered by love and random bursts of Wi-Fi energy.