When I was an only dog...

When I was an only dog, I got everything I wanted. For the past nine years I have had to put up with this other dog they call "Savannah", she was my birthday present. Thanks a lot. I liked being an only dog. I always went out front and I never had to share food or toys. Now my nine year old birthday present refuses to grow up. She likes to jump on my head and when we play she smacks me in the face with her paws. I love her but I never wanted her. So for all of you who think your dogs might be loney...ask us, most likely we are fine just how we are. I would have been happier with a cheeseburger. Sorry if I sound cranky, but there is a thunderstorm and I have no where to hide.