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