I strongly identify with capybaras for some reason. I mean, not claiming to actually be one. But can’t help thinking they may be distant cousins. Maybe it’s because they like to sit in the sun all day with their buddies eating vegetables and occasionally going for a swim. Maybe it’s because they have that look that says, yeah, whatever- they are not going to be drawn into a fight, they are just going to carry on chewing and then wander off to sit in the pond. Maybe it’s because they have bad hair and not very exciting lives. Don’t know why, I just identify.
I’d be my dog, life of luxury. He went missing around midday and I found him on the bed snoring his head off. 5am walk because he like chasing foxes, poached chicken and cod breakfast then a snooze.
I run like a cheetah, and swim like a dolphin I think I also want to be @AndyS dog though
most like a silverback, large, cumbersome and fucking grumpy.
Raph is solid and dependable, but he’s also belligerent and a creature of habit. He knows where he thinks we should be going on our walks and protests if we try to make him go a different way. He likes his exercise to be steady and lets the youngsters do all the energetic stuff and then he comes home, has his breakfast and will quite happily find a comfortable spot to snooze and contemplate the world until it’s time to go out and exercise again
I think I also want to be 
