twittor - bsky - deviantart - spotify
dog piss is a transfem-oriented webcomic featuring two anthro canine trans girls, name1 & name2, joined in body and soul, who attempt to last in life as a duo of incredibly neglected, mentally ill, self-destructive losers. made with the intention to be as visceral as it can be, ultimately it is as introspective as say a diary but translated into visual form through the voices of two characters who talk to themselves. they talk a lot about life and the stuff they yearn for, everything they missed out and will miss out on. their living conditions, in a secondhand 2002 honda cr-v remains a space where they can get vulnerable with each other in a back-and-forth discussion of letting certain things out every once in a while. in the hours past midnight they spend hours staring out onto the bird-shit stained sunroof talking things out about what is without even sharing a glance with each other. where do they lie on today's terminally online discourse on x the everything app, how much do optics actually matter, how they dealt with sexualization in the past, performative liberal allyship, it never ends. it only ends when the other eventually falls asleep. while they are of course two distinct people having their own lives and experiences, they discuss things like they're one in the same as this one fused brain engaging in verbal dialogue, chittering in their strange little language, in pursuit of figuring itself out. they're getting there at least, as they continue to lie and gaslight one another but they have definitely explored each other's bodies already
while their nights are spent moping rotting and decaying for the most part, their daytime hours are spent trying to reverse the effects of their bad decisions in ways they know, of course through making more bad decisions. much of it is fueled by attempting to find that new sense of vigor in life that they now want to share together and leave their marks in world history. there's lots to be done living in the outskirt areas of los angeles anyway. although you're kinda left wondering if they'll finally kill themselves with the kinds of activities they regularly engage in. in their fight against being bogged down by stagnation, brain fog, and the captivating hold of algorithms, they put their unmedicated mental illnesses to great use in their favor, by roping people into their black hole of an orbit. getting chaser boyfriends, giving each other piercings, joining polycules, attending raves, trying out psychedelics. basically cashing in on as much opportunities as they can get their hands on. they hate themselves and each other, but nothing joins them together more than hating everyone else. oh they'd do anything to keep themselves in constant motion and outrun the root of it all in the name of ambition and excitement but everything they do ultimately traps the both of them. there are countless instances where their lives are threatened in stimulating ways that add self-imposed urgencies and concerns in what otherwise would be stagnant lives. in the process they make a name for themselves or at least attempt to, landing targets on their backs and running in with wrong crowds, making both allies and enemies. they make it a goal to at least leave some sort of impact on whoever person and wherever place they encounter as a duo. here's to a series of thousands more terrible decisions
collaborative project by m50fkd & rattuah. all images made by us