Wake Up With The Mutant Spider Dog

Similar to the ex, this is cute and petrifying all rolled into one. The pitch of my scream would’ve been 12 octaves higher than Ned Flanders getting goosed if I opened the elevator to see that thing on a body. If anything I’m simply happy nothing happened to the dog. That poor little playful pooch who was dressed up against his will could’ve gotten hurt. Like Molotov Cocktail from a balcony hurt. Some redneck with a concealed weapon’s permit could’ve mistaken it for a creature out of Greek Mythology and instinctively shotgunned it back to Hades. Or at punted to the face out of straight fear. And I wouldn’t blame them. PETA needs to do something constructive for once and get on this shit before it happens again.