there’s something deeply submissive about being an angel, in my experience, that goes so well with also being a dog.
i beg for a master. i love to be collared, and my collar is often thematic representation for my halo; the ring that makes me holy, the ring that displays my master’s ownership of me.
i am an angeldog tethered by a leash to an owner, to a patron. i exist to serve and to dote and that is shown through both my angelicism and my doghood.










