Nothing activates my irrational hater gene more than when people who get internet famous for petposting (animal pet, not the kink kind) tell their pet about follower accounts and being internet famous. I know I'm being insane for this. Im okay with that.
1. Pets don't know what the internet is.
2. They probably can't count to whatever follower number you're telling them about.
3. I also do not care about the follower number it's a pet on the internet even if i was the only one id be like oh cool pet on the internet
4. A lot of times petposting is like the gateway to childposting (exponentially worse) like ill be here for the dog, then one day you post a picture of the dog laying on a pregnant belly, few months later it's that dumb ass paws and toes pic, and suddenly I'm supposed to be on board with following your baby cause sometimes snowball still makes a guest appearance. Absolutely not.
5. What if this actually could click for like, your dog, and now your dog knows what the internet is. Imagine a dog learning about the internet that would be awful. What if they find out about dog beauty standards. What if you just made doggy clavicular? It's like that old quote about the evangelist telling someone about religion and theyre like s"why would you damn me by telling me this?" You damned the dog, the dog was free and you damned it. Thats how we got that existential doodle that asks about death.
