Sometimes I wish he could be a tad lazy.
He prefers the outdoors.
Mostly because he can chase the cats.
He has sharp teeth.
We now owe my mother a new coat.
He has solid poop.
He enjoys sitting beside Studley's burial spot.
So I let him.
He can finally go up and down the stairs.
He can also ring a bell when he wants outside.
Except he does it every 23 seconds.
He wants to be BFFs with Ike the horse.
Ike wants to step on him.
He barks at the vacuum.
I laugh when I should be teaching him not to do it.
But it is just so funny.
We love him.
And want 5 more just like him.