Alright, come here, Boomer!! Let's see how well my Chihuahua writes... ffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffcm,,,,,,,,,,,
wow.... I have the most uncreative dog ever. He just stood there with a panicked expression and didn't move until he started sliding down the keyboard in an attempt to get away. Boomer is obviously not a writing.
A non-writing writer is a monster courting insanity. -Kafka
When we are children we seldom think of the future. This innocence leaves us free to enjoy ourselves as few adults can. The day we fret about the future is the day we leave our childhood behind. — Patrick Rothfuss, The Name of the Wind