Mom got a new dog for her birthday. Meet Marvin.
He is seven years old, and very cuddly.*
He doesn’t like the snow, though. Since last week, Mom has been buried under about a foot and a half of snow, and Marvin just isn’t having it. He won’t go to the bathroom outside. So Mom bought puppy pads, and he knows what to do with those.
Now, Marvin gets along with Pete’s dog Maddie, but the cat Rosie could give a shit. As far as I know, Maddie handles the snow fine. Marvin just wants nothing to do with it. Or the fireplace.
Pets are weird.
*I have not verified this statement. Yet.