So, I was trawling through Netflix on my day off and spotted Milo and Otis.
Remember that film?
Admit it, you think about it every time you see a pug, and you can’t hear one of those names without thinking of the other.
I adored the movie as the kid. It had talking animals and British accents, and who could ask for more?
Plus, I loved that it gave such a… graphic depiction of live mammalian birth.
Nothing like a bit of sex ed in your children’s family viewing.
I’m starting to keep an eye out for movies that would be good for Owl to watch when he’s older, so I pressed play.
Aw, it’s so cute! With the British voices, and little animal antics! How did they get that mother cat to swim after her kitten like that?
After twenty minutes I turned it off because… I was beginning to feel disturbed.