18/06/2026
⚠️ Warning - graphic scenes of animal neglect (apparently) ⚠️
📸 This shocking footage was sent in by furry four-legged lover of stwff, Delphi. Delphi writes:
"My hooman abandoned me eleventy hundred and six hours ago. She said she was going to run 12 miles (that's at least 84 dog miles) and basically that means I wouldn't see her ever again. I would have to fend for myself from now on.
I guess she missed me too much though, because I settled down for a quick nap before starting my new lifetime of loneliness, and when I woke up she was there again! This time, clutching a small brown bag - you know, the kind you get from The Magic Bacon Man on the side of the road.
I decided to forgive the hooman for abandoning me, and settled down, ready to snaffle my bacon treat...
"That's funny looking bacon", I said.
"Dogs can't eat chocolate", she said.
"Yes, yes. Where's the bacon hooman?"
"I didn't get you any..."
"WHAT? Was Magic Bacon Man not there?"
"Well, he was... But..."
"But, you don't love me, you didn't get me any bacon, and now you're going to eat your poisonous-to-poor-starving-dogs chocolate in front of me, whilst I lay here on the lawn, wasting away?!"
And, sadly, Delphi's letter ends there. Maybe she finally ran out of energy. Or, maybe she got too busy giving epic side-eye to her hooman. 🤷♂️
