Pacquiao takes his job as my personal bodyguard very, very serious to the point actually where he's tried on several occasions to bite anyone who comes too close to me. Too close according to his liking that is.
Here is a picture I snapped of him and I when I woke up today, when Snickers had left the bedroom.
He was sleeping on the other side of me but then decided he rather take over Snickers' pillow and sleep on me.
And here he and me are again, after work, chillaxing by the coal heater at the juice bar.
Notice how he likes to leave absolutely no room for anyone else, not even Snickers.
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