Talk:Hellhound/@comment-26115871-20151130230918/@comment-5426290-20151208092323

I look outside my house and see a harpy fly away. (0.0)

"Damn you Harpy-Mail!! I changed my address 7 times, how do you always find me?!" (>.<)

The puppy then yawns which gives me a cuteness-heart attack. I end up sleeping on the ground with the puppy using my shirt (Which I'm still wearing) as a sleepingbag and my bodyheat as a heater.