New baby brother

So last week I went to spend the night at Uncle Roland's. Except it wasn't just one night, it was a bunch of nights. Mom and Dad were gone all that time. When they finally came to get me they had a new puppy. Except it wasn't really a puppy, because it wasn't like me. It was like a little tiny Dad. They called it a baby. Well, sometimes they call it an Alex.

The Alex doesn't move around or play or anything. Mom and Dad just hold it a lot. I still think it's interesting, though. I like to smell it and lick its toes. Sometimes it makes noise, but not very often. Mom and Dad promise it will get more fun, but it's going to take a long time. I guess I'll just have to take their word for it.

On the plus side, Dad has been taking me for lots of walks. A couple of nights ago, we got to see my friends Savannah and Dutch. Savannah's family has a new puppy, too, except this one is actually a puppy. We got to play in Savannah's yard for a long time. When I came home I was really tired, and Mom said I smelled like grass. Good times.

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