Play with him. Your time with him is limited and the precious moments that both of you share will be worth the inconvenience. You don’t wanna regret anything. Also he is a dog, playing is one of the few things he could do.

Ok, I’ll play with him. It is true. Homework is something I can do later, but my dog is something I can’t. You should see my brother though. This man will frolic with him so much they start beefing to the point it’s not playing any more! But he’s really sweet. Agreed fully. He’s a gift because we lost are other dog on Valentine’s Day. Then are other new one attacked our older one. My mom was pissed so they took her back. Then we got him back and a few weeks later my dead dogs collar was in the middle of the room. Now one new how it got there! (How did he die) he got hit by car. We were looking for him cause he ran off. He has a really ruff past and our dad and him were like one. He did something and it was the most upset I saw my dad. He must have taken some harsh abuse cause he took off runnin. He came in the house yelling “get your jackets, Luke’s gone!” We went looking and he loved this dog place called Fern and Fethears. I said let’s check! So we were on our way and a long organ with a corpse and blood streamed the road. We got out and saw him laying there mangled up really bad. My mom was in the hospital at that time and she wasn’t doing really good. A though it’s a happy ending. I told him what you said and he’s running around joyfully.