I woke up on Saturday around 3 o’ clock in the afternoon and walked downstairs to get some food. Then suddenly Clifford (my younger brother, not actually the Big Red Dog) walks in with a box. I go, "WTF is that?" He says, "It’s a puppy!"

So here’s Chloe.

And a video:

I don’t know how Cliff got my mom to get the dog. My mom used to always complain about how they’re such a hassle. They shed, shit and piss everywhere. But I guess its kind of cool having one around.