The Dog trots in with a wagging tail and a heart full of devotion, only to find the Crocodile sunning itself on a rock, plotting something cold-blooded and vaguely sinister. One lives for connection, warmth, and belly rubs; the other views affection as a tactical vulnerability. As friends, they'll confuse each other constantly — as lovers, it's a disaster movie with fur and scales. The Dog deserves better, and the Crocodile honestly couldn't care less.
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