This week has been a jealous week.
I’ve had to share my human with my big brother. The rules in the house have changed all at once and it’s been really confusing. At first it was really fun. Alfie gave me his bed, his dinner, his toys and he was always playing with me.
The trouble is, Alfie’s know all the rules and he is a good boy … so he’s just shown me up ALL week. Before, if I didn’t do something, then I would get told to do it again and again until I got it right.
Like ‘Wait’ … We’ve been made to do lots of ‘down … wait’ and ‘sit … wait’ to get some nice pictures of both of us.
But sometimes, I just couldn’t wait long enough for her to throw the stick or the ball, and I just HAD to get it before the fastest Entlebucher in England did.
There’s another thing that’s not been fair AT ALL … something that I didn’t know about my brother … he is a little snitch!!
The other day, I was bored watching my human fussing Alfie again, so I went into the bathroom to find some fun of my own. I found one of those brown paper tubes, you know the kind, the kind that smells good and just has to be destroyed.
Anyway, I was happy and busy, ripping it up in the bathroom when a face popped round the door and barked at me. You heard that – BARKED.
I tried to wave it in Alfie’s face, to see if he wanted to play too, but he barked at me again.
Then, do you know what my big brother did? He went and got my human, he stood infront of her, barked, then ran to the bathroom and stuck his head in again and barked.
I’m not even sure what he was saying – I think he was trying to speak human. But it worked and my human came and found out that I’d been naughty. It’s a shame, I was going to blame Alfie for it *wag wag wag*
There have been lots of things that Alfie has taught me and I’m going to use them EVERY day from now on. First, he has helped me perfect my Roo. He said that now I’m over 6 months old, enough of all this puppy yapping, quite frankly it’s ear splitting. So he took me to the garden one night for a BIG practise and he says I’m almost there *wag wag wag*.
He has also taught me how important it is to have a little dance after you go to the toilet. Alfie says he’s not ‘dancing’, he’s covering his toilet up, but he’s not very good at covering and it looks funny so I prefer to have a little dance after.
The BEST thing Alfie has taught me is Bed Bargaining.
Alfie has the MOST PAWSOME bed. It’s big, it’s fluffy, it’s soft, it smells of nice things and it’s in MY house. It’s got another bed on top AND a blanket. SO COSY.
Alfie was cool, he said I could have it if he could have the sofa. We shook paws and it was a done deal.
One day, we were talking about the bed situation and Alfie explained that he’s only LENT it to me while he’s staying, I can’t keep it, he’s taking it home with him, so I better put a plan into action if I want a big fluffy bed or a sofa like him. He said he’d help in any way that he can because he doesn’t think my smelly puppy bed is good enough and I need to start at least trying to bend some rules.
So we made a plan.
When the moment was right,
I WE got to work on my bed. I WE ripped it, I WE chewed it, I WE unzipped it, I WE pulled out all of the inside and I WE broke it into TINY little pieces.
Then, Alfie – the best big brother in the world worked with me to convince the humans that we had seen NOTHING.
And you know what … it WORKED !!
The next night, we watched from the car as my human ran into a large pet shop and queued up with a BIG FLUFFY BED *wag wag wag* As soon as we were home, it got put in it’s place … my place … and I got sucking straight away.
Yes, I know it’s a bit wet, but EVERY bed needs a good suck before you can call it
MUM your own.
Even if I’ve had to learn some new rules and I’ve been told off a lot more than usual, it’s been absolutely PAWSOME to have my big brother stay with me. I think I’m going to miss him when he’s not there.
There is one small, teeny tiny problem though. Apparantly, when you have your big brother come and stay with you, a big brother that SHARES EVERYTHING … it is NOT cool to chew his stuff. Not cool at all. But it’s going to be ok, because ‘It wasn’t me’ *wag wag wag*