My Dad: Jaxson is going to be the toughest dog ever!
Meanwhile. . .
Jaxson: *Hops into my lap and lays in my arms like a baby*
Me: Good luck with that.
' ' '
Did I mention he runs around the house with my bras from the laundry room, and I can't do anything about it? ;-;
(I can't stop him because it's giving him the attention he wants. . .)
And literally just mine.
He only messes with me. T^T
This is how it plays out -
Me: You're such a good boy Jaxson~!
*Turns around for .00005 seconds*
Jaxson: Runs around the house with my bra*
Me: wHO IS LETTING HIM DO THIS
What a good dog indeed.
Just have to stay positive.
I love my dog.
That was TMI but I don't give a Komaeda.
The end. End of story. Goodbye.
doNKEY
I'll leave.
upDATE:
hE JUST CHEWED UP MY ART PROJECT AND CHEWED UP HALF OF A PUZZLE
ahhhhhHHHHHHHhhhhHHHH
OH NO NOW HE'S ATTEMPTING TO EAT PAINT TUBES
DID I MENTION HE ATE A BIBLE