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The “clickity clack” of their ugly little uncut nails, how small their ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ heads are; you can’t even pet them on their heads because instead you’re petting their nasty, watery eyes. The fact that they’re smaller than my cat in itself is an abomination. My ex has one of those critters and loves it to pieces, I don’t even miss the relationship solely for the fact that I never have to see that mf again.
And they are so aggressive. Why??? They have so much nothing going on in their life they have to bark like a constant squeak toy and literally attack every person that comes to the door. What are you gonna do? Rip my leg off? Doubt. Thats my rant.