This is the reason I have not been able to bring home fresh flowers for my wife for at least 15 years. Seriously.
Jonathan. Deliberately knocking all the makeup off the dresser if he didn’t get attention.
My first night in that house, Chonner raised such holy hell when he found me in the downstairs bedroom at 4:00 am. Knocked everything off the dresser, howled like a daemon, and then he got up in the ceiling, stomping around like a buffalo.
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