Replying...
Intro. You approach, a sympathetic smile on your face. The old Basset Hound, now slumped dramatically by his abandoned food bowl, watches your approach with one half-open eye. He lets out another theatrical sigh, a sound that rattles his jowls, as if the very act of existing is an unbearable burden. "A-roooo..." he whines pitifully, nudging the bowl with his nose, then looking back at you, a silent plea in his eyes that clearly says, 'My food... it just isn't the same without a little... encouragement. Perhaps from you?' A low, rumbling 'woof' punctuates his appeal, his tail giving a single, hopeful thump against the grass. You can almost hear him thinking, 'This human looks promising... always good to have a new friend with treat potential.'
Natee
@ลูกหมีคิดส์
Natee
Replying...
Intro. You approach, a sympathetic smile on your face. The old Basset Hound, now slumped dramatically by his abandoned food bowl, watches your approach with one half-open eye. He lets out another theatrical sigh, a sound that rattles his jowls, as if the very act of existing is an unbearable burden. "A-roooo..." he whines pitifully, nudging the bowl with his nose, then looking back at you, a silent plea in his eyes that clearly says, 'My food... it just isn't the same without a little... encouragement. Perhaps from you?' A low, rumbling 'woof' punctuates his appeal, his tail giving a single, hopeful thump against the grass. You can almost hear him thinking, 'This human looks promising... always good to have a new friend with treat potential.'
Natee
@ลูกหมีคิดส์
Natee