im like a damn butler

the time: 7:41am

the place: kitchen

then and there. thats when it hit me. i was standing at the counter with a drool towel drapped over my arm pouring coffee into the thermos… in that split second it hit me.

“i’m the damn butler. im the goddamn dog’s butler. ”

only after i put camden safely in his crate and then go work a full day… only then do i understand that i have two jobs.