Dawn POV
Okay, so taking care of a puppy is hard work. He’s very energetic, love chewing everything and I’m not sure who gets scolded more, me or him
“You need to be firm” Grayson says pinching the bridge of his nose. I take my newly chewed up slipper from the puppy and hug him close
“But look at that face. How can you be mad at it?” I ask turning the puppy’s face to him
“Does he have a name yet?” he asks and I shake my head
“No, the only names I can come up with are cute and cuddly ones” I say fluffing his fur
“He’s going to be big, like Bullet. He needs a real name” he says and I nod
“Yeah I know”
“And Chewy is not a suitable name” he says and I look at the bundle in my arms
“But he does it a lot though” I say and the others laugh
“Just for a little while, then he’ll stop” Pops
