This poll was the most online fun I’ve had in a second.

He's the grizzled paw that settles upon your waist when he walks with you late at night after a spontaneous late night trip to the shops- the glare he shot you when you tried to roll out of bed, muttering something about wanting ice-cream, and before you know it he's putting his boots on and not letting you leave the room without him. He's the hardened cold glare akin to grit and ice directed towards people who make you shrink in discomfort. The bark of a gruff demanding voice whenever that asshole at the mechanic shop tries to overcharge you again on a simple tire air refill. Nikto is happy like this. They're happy like this. trailing at your heels, Dutiful and watchful. There is no leash- nothing but an unspoken devotion that he'd happily fashion into one, one that he'd happily tuck into your hand to keep.

But he's also the sleepy soft lapdog who'll settle his head upon your knees for some needed rest, solemn and calm. Grumbling softly as you stroke the untarnished side of his face with your lovely warm fingertips. The face that peeks into the bathroom whilst you shower because you're taking longer than usual and he's concerned that you're hurt- nyet. Don't mind him- yes dear, it's best he sits by the sink and waits here. Just in case. He'll help brush your teeth after, yes? He likes that. Knows you like it too by that knowing glint in his eye.

Today’s challenge is to kick the football!🏈