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Cujo

My brother

He has been here for 3 months now. When he came I spent about 2 weeks under the bed mainly. I mean, I was the only boy until he came along and he is a LOT bigger than me. Eventually I came out and let him know that just because he was the size of a bear I was top dog around here. It's easy enough to do. It's all in how you carry yourself. I can walk up to his food bowl and start eating and he won't say a thing and gets out of the way. After I did that a few times he got the idea and now I just go on my business as usual. He doesn't get in my way and I don't get in his.

I pace myself.

I'm an old guy, but you'd never guess it. My secret? Pace yourself. I don't run in circles at top speed for no reason. I trot, just trot right off. It is the best way to sneak away, doesn't draw attention. If you pace yourself you can walk all day without stopping. I can still jump very high & get around tight spots but I sometimes find it easier to look pitiful so some one will pick me up and carry me.

I also pace my eating. A nibble here, a nibble there. Everyone says they don't give me treats and scraps but that is a bunch of bolonie. If they only knew...

I am cold natured. I don't have fur, just some fine hair so I am a 'heat seeking missile' at night & especially in the winter. I spend most of the winter under covers cuddled up against a human sucking the heat that they provide. And embarassing as it is, I have flannel jammies for winter. I hate them, but I like being warm.

I hate storms. I don't know why but they make me shiver. Luckily some one is usually home to pick me up and hold me.

Picking me up and carrying me is the main thing. I am a prince and therefore my should never hit the ground.....until I smell something dead, then you can let me down so I can roll in it, but as soon as I'm done you have to come & pick me up again.