Had to draw Coog, this movie has taken over my brain its absolutely a comfort movie now

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Had to draw Coog, this movie has taken over my brain its absolutely a comfort movie now
(rickyyy)
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His hair is so 🥰🥰
HIS HAIRRRR
I only managed to record one video bc I'm not at home HEHEH
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Micro Story asks:
Pet
“That’s a good boy.” Hannah was always demeaning when she spoke to Ricky, an aspect of her he had grown to hate over the months since his embrace. The whole pack was like this, always talking down to him and treating him more like a pet than a fellow kindred. He had just gotten back from the latest mission they had sent him on, covered in blood but alive and the intel tucked away safely in a manilla folder. He scowled as she handed off his findings to their ductus Clair and ruffled his hair. “How about you go get cleaned up? You’re filthy, and we can’t have you tracking blood through the carpets.”
As he slinked away, he heard Hannah and some of the others commenting on how he was still there, how he wasn’t supposed to make it back. Missions meant for him to fail, so they could get rid of the mutt they didn’t want around in their pack of purebreds. The same old song and dance had been happening for the past ten missions now, and it was all Ricky could do to ignore it. They weren’t gonna get rid of this old dog that easily.
Why Ricky, you had so much going for you
spending my night eating cookie dough and watching the secret life of the american teenager