Today Matt wanted to wear his brand stinking new school shoes to Football practice.

I immediately stepped in.

"You aren't going to wear your new Nike's are you?"

Matt then stomped down the stairs muttering sounds.
"meh. erg. i. hate. you. freak. poop. face."

That's when mum used the word "bulldog" to describe my attitude.

Of course, I then followed Matt down the stairs to my own bedroom muttering similar words.

I am not a bulldog!
URGH!!
Well if I am, I'm a cute cuddly little bulldog puppy with sad eyes and a wet nose.