Thor the Golden Retriever
Bruce patted the rather huge golden retriever on the head.
“Well, your brother could have turned you into something worst.” Bruce sighed, while Thor just whined and dropped his head on Bruce’s lap.
“I think Thor’s hair is too freaking perfect to be real, even as a dog.” Clint pointed out, ruffling Thor’s hair, causing the dog to huff.
“We need to find a way to get him back to normal.” Steve stressed, running a hand through his own hair.
“He better not mess up the carpet!” Tony stated, suddenly horrified at having his things covered with dog hair and dog smell. Dear Lord.
“We’ll just buy new furniture.” Pepper muttered, not even looking up from her PDA.
“Well, your brother could have turned you into something worst.” Bruce sighed, while Thor just whined and dropped his head on Bruce’s lap.
“I think Thor’s hair is too freaking perfect to be real, even as a dog.” Clint pointed out, ruffling Thor’s hair, causing the dog to huff.
“We need to find a way to get him back to normal.” Steve stressed, running a hand through his own hair.
“He better not mess up the carpet!” Tony stated, suddenly horrified at having his things covered with dog hair and dog smell. Dear Lord.
“We’ll just buy new furniture.” Pepper muttered, not even looking up from her PDA.