Sibling Rivalry

Mom has been acting kinda wierd lately. She says that we are getting a new baby in the family. I thought I was the baby! We don't need more than me do we? Maybe if I start acting like a baby again, she'll forget all about getting a new one! I can still fit in the baby crate -I think! Uh oh, I got in, but I'm not too sure I can get out... MOM!! Help!

My attempts to avoid getting a new baby failed. Mom says that I'm going off to college soon, to be a big dog. That means I don't get to be the baby any more. So, she brought it home. It smells kinda funny and does lots of wierd stuff. Somehow, it decided to sit in Georgie's food bowl. I don't think it's very smart. It doesn't even know to "Do it's Business" outside! Yuck! Mom calls it Beamer, but I'll just call it "It" until It leaves. It is leaving, right?

Mom even took It to puppy meetings with us! Doesn't she understand that those are MY friends, not It's? I'm gonna have to have a long talk to mom about this thing! And then -if you can believe it- she took It's picture with MY friend Barnaby! Mom says that It is Barnaby's son. I don't think Barnaby even likes It! Why would anyone want such a stinky thing around! Mom says I gotta buck up and get used to It, cause It is staying. *pout*