My right arm isn't feeling gelo from practicing my punches anymore which is good.

I'm at my nenies house who's my human 'moms' mom. She sweet but really judged me cause of my taste of stress relief. Which is punching stuff.

I was thinking before I came in that I could get my human 'family' members like me a bit more if I did a skit. I would walk into the door and yell "HERES JON CENNA!!!!!!!!!!" But no one else was here beside my nenie and her rat dog Duchess. That dog is as spoiled as my little 'brother' maybe even more. She barks at ANYONE who enters the house.

I prefer bid dogs. The only small dog I like is wiener dogs cause of Slink from Toy Story. That and I like pugs and Bulldogs.

My nenie said she already got my gift when I asked her if she can get me a punching bag and jock tape for my bday. Bullshit.