The dog of this house has acquired every characteristic and personality trait of its denizens and so it just won't do anything remotely interesting .
He doesn't like to play and fetch. He doesn't much like getting petted and that's a big one for dogs who literally want to exist for pets alone and yet this dog only comes to life when he sees flies and rodents, which is when he gets supercharged and begins a tirade of growls, jumps and madness. But that's as far as he'd go.
What's the point of this post?
The point is that unlike my mom's dog with whom I spent a month, this one isn't interested in getting wrestled and I'm so used to mock fighting with my mom's extremely affectionate and playful dog who always left me bruised that I find my aggression building and now I think I'm going to get into a fist fight with someone and man do I have someone.
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