A typical day:
I was taking a peaceful floor nap when I was attacked by Neo, a vicious Wheaton Terrier who has come to live with us—God knows why. You would think one dog is more than enough, but now we have two.
He went for the throat, as usual, but I was able to fight him off with cat-like reflexes.
Notice the razor sharp teeth.
I finally manage to calm him down, but it’s not easy.
I think he might be ADHD, but who knows.
If he gets any bigger this could be a serious problem.