Atlas lays on a rug with some green vetwrap around one of his paws. He has sad eyes and is staring wistfully into the distance.

atlas has an inflamed dew claw and i had to wrap it so he’d stop licking it. better believe he’s milking his new, grievous injury for all it’s worth. “better give me extra snacks, this could be my last day on this mortal coil...”

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