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Logan's little life...

Today's Youth!~

Out of the kindness of my heart I allow the big oaf to go with me on one of my hunting expeditions. Not that I think he will be of any use, just getting a gauge on his skill set to see if I can use him in the future. I recognize the speed he is already demonstrating and feel this may come in handy in the future. After all I can not use Riley her aversion to killing things is appalling! Maybe it is because she is a girl, so sad really such a waste of speed and agility.

As I predicted the oaf knows nothing...however I am trying to be a better brother and decide to share my knowledge with him. I first get a sworn statement sealed with a paw...that under no circumstance is he ever to inform the mother of what we are doing. This brought up all kinds of questions and about a hundred... our you sure this is ok Logan. After what felt like hours of assuring him that I of course know what I am doing. Informing him that it is written nowhere that you must share every detail of your day with your mother.

We are out the door I take him around the perimeter checking all my usual spots. When I catch a sniff...OMD we have a live one folks. Only one thing to do, dive into the bushes and get em. That bunny races out, I am on him...Jake is in hot pursuit right behind me. I am pleased at his eagerness to follow, but can not be distracted....just a bit closer...I let out my fearsome war cries. My war cry is to strike the fear of dog in my preys very heart.

It works like a charm I have the nasty rodent victory is mine. HUH what just happened...that young blood just snatched my rodent! OMD he dropped it...is he demented? Just great now I hear the mother bellowing like a school girl and fantastic she brought dad with her for back up.

Let me tell you all right now this is a farce!! My father would be congratulating me on my efforts if mother was not home...but because she is, he has to make a big show of being on her side. I nearly throw up a little in my mouth over the theatrics of it all.
I take my tongue lashing like a man...intending to ignore every last word of it. After all we all know I will be hunting rabbits again at the very next opportunity.

I lecture the oaf on his lack of intelligence and inform him that it will very likely be a good long while until I invite him again on one of my expeditions...unless he can prove to me this sort of tomfoolery will never happen again! Who lets go of a bunny?! Please tell me I do not have another Riley on my paws.
Good day!
L

I did not ask for a brother!!!

First I would like to make it perfectly clear,I was not consulted with about getting a new brother! Outrageous I know! However here he is...a monster!
First he is bigger than me as if that is not annoying enough Riley seems to love the big oaf.
I fear as well he may be a tad simple :0 I have witnessed the oaf potty in the house on several occasions...who does that? Mom assures me that if I could be potty trained anybody can be. I am not certain what the implication is...I am certain she is exaggerating :(
I have had to give him a good thrashing on several occasions as well,another indication that he is simple...he continues to come back for more. I have made it very clear to him,everything in the house is mine! If he has any questions he should just assume it is mine. Does he listen? NO!!
I have also told him he is not to go near my mom for anything what so ever,she belongs to me! I am a little guy and therefor need my mothers attention and I will not be sharing it with some homeless street wanderer who happen to land on our door step! My rude mother has corrected me on several of these issues and went as far as to suggest I was being naughty!!
Ahhhhh as to not upset my mom I have tried to be a bit more tolerant of the oaf. I went as far as to allow him to have a little nap with me yesterday. I also have taken to allowing him to chase after me when I have stolen his toy. Not that I intend to relinquish his toy, would not want to spoil him.
I am considering being a bit nicer to him, if he can follow some ground rules I set up for him...if not I will just continue thrashing him till he gets it....have to treat these toddlers with a firm paw...else they walk all over you.

Good day!
L

Am I ok?????

As you all know my dear brother Lucas has gone on to join the great one Sadie Mae. As if this has not been hard enough on me! I now am being forced to take my walks with Riley. Shoot me please...it would be less painful.
Lucas was my walking partner prior to his departure to the Rainbow Bridge. We were perfectly suited he was slow...I have short legs making me slow. Well that and the fact I can be a bit lazy, I prefer to think of myself as a man of leisure. I save my endurance for hunting and hunting only...other than that you can find me snoozing the day away. Yet again something I use to do with my dear departed brother.
Now I am in some kind of dogie boot camp with the biggest show off of all leading the whole debacle. Ridiculous...mom says wanna go for a walk? I do not move, a clear indication the answer is NO. Riley runs to the door tail wagging a mile a minute, I have thought about tripping the fool. Anyhoo I try to set the pace at a nice leisurely stroll. My rude mother gives me a pull...lets go Logan! Excuse me are you talking to me?! Did I not make it clear I did not even want to participate? HuuuuHHHH I am forced down the road for what must be miles with the big oaf grinning the whole while. I only pick up the pace when I turn back onto my street....this is done only to get myself home faster and into my napping position. Which is where I should of been in the first place.
Lucas if you are looking down...I know you must feel my pain with all this! Trip Riley for me...use your wing, have Sadie show you how.
Good day!