I simply can’t believe that Mom did this to me! I mean, after four years of loyal companionship, Mom had to bring that little brat home! Sure, sure… I understand he was rescued from the puppy mill seizure and all, but really–I was rescued from the streets of NE Washington! I grew up in the ghetto and did time at the nasty D.C. Animal Shelter, not the posh doggie dens of WARL.
Anyway, the little brother brat chews on everything. He chews on my collar and harness. He just hangs there, teeth clenched. This weekend, he bit the buckle on my collar and it popped off completely. He also chews on my toys. I got even though–I hid his Kong toy in my house. Of course, I should give it back since he chews on everything in sight.
I’m a little perturbed by the whole potty training routine too. He goes out all the time. I don’t always get to go because Mom says I distract him. I hardly think that jumping around, howling and walking circles around him could be distracting. When you’ve got to go, you go. Of course, I don’t always go when I need to. I prefer to keep the upper-hand and hold it as long as possible, that way Mom has to walk me and stay outside longer. It’s all part of my master plan to take over the world. I probably shouldn’t state that publicly. Hmmm…
Oh yeah, did I mention the crying? He cries when Mom leaves him in the play pen. What a baby. Okay, so I’ll admit to some crying myself when Mom leaves–but I don’t do it anymore. That was back in my puppy, pre-training, and pre-anti-anxiety medication days. And I’ll own up to harassing the brat a little. I enjoy circling the pen and taunting him since I’m free when Mom’s gone.
Overall, I guess the little guy isn’t so bad. At least I’m not home by myself anymore, and I have someone to play with in the evening. I’ve also learned to escape by going into my house. Sometimes I let the baby sleep in my bed with me. I’m also getting A LOT more treats. I’ll admit to packing on a few extra pounds. Mom says I start agility again in April, so I’m sure it will come off. I just hope it does before bikini season.
I’ve taken over his house too! Mwahahaha!
I’m pretty sure that Daisy is sitting in her house going, “Mwahahaha” all the time towards us.