My mom’s dog. He’s a real brat. Full of personality. His name is Mr. Chips but we call him Pup.
He lives a life on probation. You either love or hate him. As annoying as he can be, he looks up at you with intensity in his eyes, such deep affection you can’t help but melt and he lays his head against your chest to say, “I love you.” He demands attention and will play catch forever. When you get tired and start to ignore him, he’ll throw the ball or toy himself and then run after it.
He wants to be the alpha male and that doesn’t go over very well with my brother in law who has to live in the same household. Needless to say, pup is almost always living on borrowed time if he doesn’t behave. We try to tell him to be nice or be banned to the garage or back yard. He’s getting better.