The Three Idiots
ðū Bruno âĒ Max âĒ Pickles ðū
Three dogs. Zero brain cells. Endless chaos. âĪïļ
It arrived this morning. Bruno arrived inside it approximately four minutes later. ðĶ
Owner said "that's not for you." Bruno heard it. Bruno processed it. Bruno is still in the box.
Whatever was supposed to be in there is now Bruno's problem to deal with. ð
Drop a ðĶ if Bruno found the best use for a delivery box anyone has ever found ð
Pickles: sat perfectly still. Full groom. Coat immaculate. Walked out like a runway model. ð
Bruno: one brush stroke. Slid off the table. Now lives under it.
He's not hiding. He's just sitting under the table. There's a difference. Bruno knows the difference. ð
Drop a ð if Bruno's logic is actually completely reasonable ð
Max: immediately in love. Pickles: completed her assessment. Bruno: is upstairs. Has been upstairs. Will remain upstairs. ðū
The puppy is the size of a bread roll. Bruno is at the top of the stairs watching through the railings like a gargoyle.
Owner said "Bruno come meet the puppy." Bruno did not come. Bruno sent his regards from elevation. ð
Drop a ð if Bruno's reaction was completely proportionate ð
He checked the room first. He always checks the room first. ð
The blanket did not belong to Bruno. The blanket belongs to Bruno now.
Three circles. One drop. Eyes closed before he even landed. This was planned weeks ago. ð
Drop a ðĨ· if Bruno is the most professional thief you've ever seen ð
The Q3 projections were going great until Bruno joined the meeting. ðŧ
He saw himself on screen. He puffed his chest. He walked straight to the camera. He has opinions on the revenue stream.
Someone on the call said "Hi Bruno." Bruno wagged once. He's staying. ð
Drop a ð if Bruno is the most charismatic executive you've ever seen ð
Max: leash in mouth. Tail wagging. Ready since 6AM. ðĶŪ
Bruno: on his back. Legs up. Leash now on his face. Has not moved.
Max tried everything. The nudge. The stare. The leash deposit. Bruno felt nothing. Bruno IS the sofa now.
Drop a ð if you are Bruno every single time someone says let's go ð
One treat. Two dogs. A standoff that lasted longer than most relationships. ð
Bruno lunged. Pickles barked once. Bruno sat back down and slid the treat over.
He doesn't know why he did it. We don't know why he did it. Bruno is still thinking about it. ð
Drop a ðĪ if Pickles didn't even have to try ð
Max: arrived. Assessed. Sat down. Not his problem. ðŠķ
Pickles: walked in. Sat down. Ready to testify.
Bruno: took three steps, saw the evidence, and slowly reversed back into the shadow realm.
The feather landed on his nose on the way out. He felt nothing. He was already gone. ð
Drop a ðŠķ if Bruno's exit was smoother than anything you've ever done ð
Pickles found the perfect sunspot. Pickles was IN the sunspot. Pickles IS the sunspot. ð
Bruno sat on her. No warning. No apology. Just sat.
One paw. One nose. One furious eye. That's all that's left of Pickles now. ð
Drop a ð if Bruno had absolutely every right in his mind ð
Max: sniffed once. Went back to sleep. Very mature. ðģ
Pickles: evaluated the smell. Approved. Waited with dignity.
Bruno: has been in that doorway since the pan hit the stove. Swaying. Drooling. Gone.
He is not in the room anymore. He left. Only his body remains. ð
Drop a ðĪĪ if you are Bruno every single time someone cooks ð
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