All the people in my Mom’s family here in Los Angeles are afraid of me. I have no idea why.
They think I’m this crazy beast or something. Ok, so I like to say hello by wrapping my mouth around their wrists and nibbling on their fingers. And perhaps my ear-splitting “hellos” leave them shaking in their shoes.
Maybe that’s why Grandpa keeps calling me Lobo!
So hey, why not act like one? A wolf, that is.
But see, I have a soft side too! I can be a real ladies’ man, you know!