#dog!patton

art block calls for drastic measures.

oof havent done a fully colored drawing of the any of the sides in months,, 

i missed these dumb bois :3

Big flop ears, fwoggy eyes, fluffy tail,,, big squish handsudjdkdoepdlf

It's too cute I'm crying hhhhhhhh 🥺🥺🥺

Happy Birthday Thomas Sanders!

I was given time to write in one of my classes a few weeks ago and the only thing that came to mind was @a-valorous-choice's Sanders Sides Dog!au so... Yeah! This happened. If you haven't checked out their au yet it can be found at @sandersdogs. It's great so far and I would suggest checking out at least Patton and Logan's backstories first before reading this as it will help you to understand what is going on. Set in the time frame where Logan first comes to stay with Thomas in his house.

"It's fascinating, isn't it?"

Logan turned to look at the newcomer with a bit of curiosity. "What do you mean?"

"The way the world just moves and goes on while you are standing still." The Golden retriever (Patton, Logan recalls.) beside him says. "I sometimes find myself in your exact situation. You know? Staring outside and just... thinking. Well, I suppose it isn't so much thinking as it is wondering. Wondering about the passers-by. What kind of foods they like, the lives they lead, where they are headed, that kind of thing. I sometimes don't even realize I'm doing it until I catch myself in the act!" Patton paused for a moment in thought. "Do you ever catch yourself wondering, Logan?"

Logan looked back outside, his eyes searching for something. Truth be told, Logan knew exactly how that felt. Way more than he cared to let on. He was a strong, independent dog. He didn't need anyone to show him any sort of affection. He could survive without it... right?

He looked over at Patton, ever the friendly soul, sitting patiently beside him, just as he had been doing with Logan since Patton's human, Thomas, had welcomed Logan into his home, and accepted Logan for who he was with open arms. Looking at Patton now he couldn't see any of the tensed eyes, thin lips, and harsh, commanding words that his previous owners had mostly talked to him with. Logan sighed and looked out the window once again. He supposed he could do with a friend or two in his life. At least until his previous owners came back and he returned to his normal routine. For now he was stuck looking out a window and finding himself wondering over, and over, and over, and-

"Yeah." Logan replies after a long moment. "I do. I really, really do."

And so, the duo sat there in silence both looking out at different things in the world.

The Golden looking out at the passing cars, humans, and animals, wondering about them all.

sorry this is so late, finally got around to doing this