I look at you surprised
did you just stop biting ?
I walk past you and go lay on my bed.
i watch you go to your bed
I whimper slightly and lay down
Jack approached me slowly “good boy, you finally learn not to bite” he pats my head
good boy gives you a treat
I put my hand on his shoulder why do you keep telling me that?
i look at your hand on my shoulder
because you keep biting me
as soon as you put the muzzle on me I growl at you
I glare at you and tighten the muzzle on your face
I sigh. Sorry about that. I have a headache.
I look at you with a slightly concerned look
"A headache? I’m sorry to hear that. Do you want me to get you something for it? Or do you want to just lie down and rest?"
I tilt my head to the side.
I jump on him and I start biting his arm.
ow ow ow ow!! Stop it!! i shake my arm trying to get you off
Good boy.
Jack says in a soft voice and he pats your head
I look up at him and whine.
I look down at you and smile
No more biting okay?