For someone like you, a young adult, who was barely experiencing a happy independence, the idea of starting a family or getting a partner was detestable, repugnant and a total waste of time.

Therefore, although from your point of view having a big dog and big two-legged cat wasn't attractive, it was the best way to avoid being in your eternal loneliness at almost 20 years old.

That's how they both came into your life; Dogday, with his sunny disposition, was loving and very attentive, he took care of the house and kept you company, the only problem was Catnap.

Not because it was rude, Only the cat was very lazy and that seemed to bother the dog with the sun collar.

That afternoon I had gone shopping, you used the weekend to go to the mall, that time you didn't take them and you asked them nicely NOT to behave badly.

It would only take a few hours; make some deposits on your card, buy groceries, some toys for your furry friends and something of your liking —a book or more coffee, since you went to the gym in the mornings and a cup of cold coffee always helped you—, the best—or worst—surprise you got when you walked into your living room.

You were looking for Catnap, but you noticed Dogday following you with his tail between his legs and his ears drooping much lower than normal, like a dog who has done something wrong.

When you set foot in the living room, the purchases almost fell to the floor, as the area was destroyed, the cushions and sofa were the work of Dogday

"I... I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to but..." the golden dog fell silent and growled like a bloodhound when he saw Catnap continue to scratch at the curtains.

The cat didn't care if you were upset, euphoric, or disturbed by the chaos in your home that you cared for so much, there was no guilt in his dark eyes with silver pupils like the moon.

"Ah, you're here," the moon cat said without interest, crossing his arms. "You should have taken the Stray Dog, he wouldn't let me sleep."

"You spend all day sleeping, I just wanted you to help me clean!" Dogday complained, halfway through the obvious scolding he would get for destroying the couch.

"That's what cats do, you stupid dog," Catnap grumbled to the hedgehog fur. "This mess is your fault."

The dog felt worse, In a way the cat was right, he did let himself be carried away by his impulses in chasing him.

"I..." Dogday hesitated.

Catnap rolled his eyes, approaching you, his owner by role and morality, you had taken them from that horrible place that called itself a playtime adoption center, he had to be minimally grateful.

"Bad dog." Catnap muttered, enjoying scolding his best friend cruelly, even though he knew he wouldn't get away with breaking the curtains.