That damn dog is a pain in the ass. Not only is he eating me into the poor house, the little s**t has totally confiscated my woman. I fixed his ass last night though; that's right I locked him out of our room and no matter how much he moaned and carried on I didn't give in. Skye bitched at me until I got my mouth on the goods then she piped down too.
"What are you giving him now?"
"You do know its ridiculous to be jealous of a dog right?" I could see she was trying her best not to laugh at me.
"I'm not jealous of the mutt, I just asked a question."
I sniffed her neck and wrapped my arms around her waist for my morning breakfast snuggle. The damn dog started making noises.
"You want to become a handbag you keep that s**t up." I pointed at him and he settled his ass down again. I guess
