Axel wanted a punching bag for his birthday. I know what you’re thinking, “C’mon Frankie! What does he need that for? He’s got you!” Yeah, yeah I know. But no matter where we put it around the house, it still scares the crap out of us. You’d think after a week we’d get used to it. But not so much. I’m about ready to take this thing for a one-way ride into the desert.