Living with a dog inspired me to write a song. It goes (in part) like this:
I'm gonna shoot myself right in the fucking head,
I'm gonna blow my fucking brains out.
There are more verses but that's the gist of it. This message brought to you as I wind down and get ready for bed and invisible aliens are apparently coming to murder us so The Dog had to get up from where she was peacefully snoring behind me and stomp around barking at the top of her lungs. Now she's peacefully snoring on the couch in the next room.