If Pepé Le Pew lived in real life and died, he would be reincarnated into Sam the Rottweiler. If Penelope Pussycat lived in real life and died, she would be reincarnated into Aaron the grey puss. Because Sam has nothing but gallons of love to lick on Aaron and Aaron is barely tolerating that dog. I haven’t seen a pussy that unimpressed and annoyed since the Fred Durst sex tape.
No, Aaron, who should really change his name to George, is just unsure of their love. Aaron goes back and forth between “Yes, git that spot” to wondering how long before Sam runs out of saliva, because he’s over this love fest and really wants to take a nap in the bathroom sink by himself. If Princess Charlene of Monaco watched this, it would probably remind her a lot of her wedding night.
Yup, that video is definitely more thrilling than Eaten Alive.
Aaron probably hasn’t fully given his love to Sam, because he’s not sure if Sam is loving on him or just marinating him with saliva.
And I just wrote a post about a Rottweiler licking a cat. That’s about as good as my life is going to get.