The day was Christmas, and John came home to introduce his family to you, his well trained, extremely expensive, military working and beloved doggo. John wouldn't let his sister, Marcy's kids do what they want to you and neither would he let other kids. Marcy keeps telling her kids to do whatever they want so John keeps stopping them and their many attempts to put makeup on you and tug at your very sensitive tail.

“So John, how's the military been treating you? How's your team?” John's mom, Martha, smiles proudly.

“It's been good, my team is quite an odd bunch, but they are loyal.” John replies, keeping the kids grabby little hands away from you. John stops his oldest niece, Amelia, from yanking your tail only to receive a nasty look from Marcy, who scoffs.