Ups And Downs

The elevator is a metaphor for our life together at present, mum claims. I say I can't help if nearly everything is scary and I have to bark, or I need to bite and chew stuff the whole time. Do you have to constantly test boundaries, mum asks.

I ask questions, is my answer. Are you stronger than me, really? Will you be there even if I'm obnoxious at times? We're a pack - right?? Even if hormones rage and all? Do you, do you love me?