Tom Hardy’s dog died, as you’ll discover in his strangely punctuated stream-of-consciousness description of life with Woody Woodstock Yamaduki Hardy. It’s nice. He really loved that dog.
Pharyngula
Evolution, development, and random biological ejaculations from a godless liberal
I used to love my dog. Can totally understand his sentiment. A shirt space of time we get to spend with them.
The bond between human and animal is a strong one.
May Woody rest in peace, and may Mr. Hardy be chosen by a suitable companion.
One of the few things I know about him is that he loves dogs. That’s endearing, for sure.