the morning after

the morning after

Huggacast Shorts: Louis the Homie Dog in Thailand

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So when we were trekking we started in a village and then hiked all motherf’ng day and I met the sweetest dog and he f’ing followed me like 10 miles the whole way and slept with me in the village and I like fed him and named him and then in the morning AFTER SLEEPING ON LITERAL BAMBOO FLOORS, no sleeping mat, Louis (the dog’s given name) was gone!!! And I was so sad. I thought the village dogs attacked him (cause he’s such a sweet dog) so after hiking the miserable trek back I found him waiting for me where we met patiently waiting! How that peanut-brain animal managed to navigate back to me is still unknown (her crew is on the case), but we had a reunion, and I cried and he sat on my feet while I ate. Then when we left to our new hotel, he ran after our truck until his poor little paws couldn't run anymore. I was sitting in the back of a truck, witnessing the whole thing, bawling, and crying out his name.  I'm still heartbroken about that dog. He was the f’ing homie dog. Bless his little heart.