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Handsome companion.
This is Artie. He’s insane and I think hates and loves me at the same time. And tries to kill me. But I love him.
He likes to run in front of me and then just stop when we go for jogs, and sit right behind me when I’m cooking so when I back away from the counter with a knife in my hand…. yeah it’s a little harrowing.
But he also saved me from being a total fatass. After adopting him from a shelter, having to walk him is what got me off the couch. I tell him all the time that it was an even trade.
I rescued him from the needle and he rescued me from the sandwich.
