Last night, Pete knocked over a huge ficus tree we have in our dining room. Scared himself pretty good, and he’s lucky the pot it’s in didn’t crush him. Tuesday, he jumped up on the kitchen counter and stole a ziplok bag with whole pork tenderloin it. He took it into the living room and ripped it apart. He’s lucky I didn’t crush him.

He growls when you take away food he’s not supposed to have.

He’s like a Jack Russell.

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