Yeah, he does this a lot. It was real cute when he was a little puppy, now it's the bane of my existence.

[Jack sighs as he crouches down and shoves his hands underneath his obese Pokemon. He's done this before. A lot.]

And he's not hefty, he's disgusting. See that one right there? The sleek one covered in bones? That's what he's supposed to look like. I'm trying to make him exercise. He hates it. Okay, start lifting. D. B, get your fat ass up, I swear to fuck I will leave you in a sewer for Muk to eat...

[It's all idle threats - if Jack hasn't abandoned the dog yet, he's not going to. Stupid and fat as Doom Boner is, Jack's...attached to him.]