And when she isn't sleeping with her big fat belly hanging out, she is doing this:
Get off of me already!!!
And let's talk about the chewing. She chews on everything: shoes, furniture, Christmas tree, me. What's up with that? I don't mind the chewing so much because mom and dad yell at her for it. Hee hee. And she follows me around ALL THE TIME. Sometimes a guy needs some alone time.
And let's talk about the chewing. She chews on everything: shoes, furniture, Christmas tree, me. What's up with that? I don't mind the chewing so much because mom and dad yell at her for it. Hee hee. And she follows me around ALL THE TIME. Sometimes a guy needs some alone time.
So now you know what I think of "Lucy." Ugh.
2 comments:
Oh, Stanley. I'm so glad to hear from you - I've been quite worried about how you were doing with the new little spotlight stealer around.
Take heart, my friend - most of us older siblings all felt the same way you do when our little sisters first came home. Give it time. A few years from now and you'll be making her tear up at stories about how she was 'adopted' and not really one of the family (after which she'll do whatever you say for fear she'll be sent away) and talking her into all kinds of capers she should never participate in (but she will because you are the big, wise brother) - and then you will realize the true joy of being the older sibling: hazing your little sister.
And I'm sorry I smiled at her fat sleeping belly... but I didn't realize she was on YOUR pillow.
Love,
Another Older Sibling Whose Little Sister Stole the Show
Poor Stanley. I love how puppies sleep.
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