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*poke* what's this?

i want to walk!

i'm so sick of this winter weather. tam has a terrible cold and it won't stop raining. i don't want to go outside & play with tyson. my precious paws will get wet. ick. and i obviously cant go for a walk with tam!

the other night tam took me for a jog. usually, she takes tyson for a jog because he can keep up & can protect her when it's dark & late at night. but she took me. *sits up proud* Wanna know why? Because I'm the best! hehe.

I ran by her side. I didn't weave between her legs or stop to sniff trees or chase birds. I ran right beside her and didn't get tangled up in my leash or bark or anything it was GREAT!

i'm due to get my shots soon. *shudders* i don't like needles. they are so big and scary compared to little bootiful me.
but it's ok because tyson needs to get his shots the same time i do. and kimba needs his a week after us! haha. so i won't be the only one. as usual, tyson will get told he's too chubby. and i'll get told how perfect in every way shape or form i am! :) but that's clear for everyone to see...just look at me! wroof.

kimba's getting almost as big as me so i can't boss him around anymore. i still sometimes sneakily get away with snatching bits of his dinner though! yummy. teehee.

other than that, i'm still the spoilt rotten little me i've always been. justa bit more rotund around the belly from all the winter treats & lack of playtime at the park!

unfair.

*growls*

life's not fair. i was the favorite. i was the smallest. i was the spoilt one.
now? i can't even go bed hopping at night anymore. tam shuts her door so kimba - the weird looking doggy that makes strange meowing noises - can't play with me.

i bite him. well, not hard. i nibble. on his ears. legs. tail. neck. hehe. it's fun. he tastes funny. furry. kinda cool though.

but yeah, he has all these super new toys and i get told off for stealing them but it's not my fault those feathers wanted to be eaten. honest!!! *makes innocent puppy eyes* i was just being obedient and doint what the feathers told me.

i like to sneak into tam's room when she's not looking and drink kimba's kitty milk. what's kitty mean anyway?!? is that what the milk is made from? kitty?!?
dunno.

i've been much hungrier since kimba arrived. i eat all my breakfast & dinner now, in a hurry too! tam thinks i've put on some flubber and am not the skinny little diva i used to be. but it's winter and i needsa keep myself nice & warm.

i haven't been playing with tyson much lately. it's so cold outside and kimba is fun to chase around the house.besides, tyson never leaves any yummies in his food bowl for me like kimba does. but it's ok, i still love my big brother lots. i've promised him i'll spend more time with him as soon it warms up outdoors.

speaking of warming up, there's someone still in bed, i might jump in under the doona with them!!!

*woof*

it all makes sense now.

Remember how tam was talking about what they're going to name him?!? well...he's here...and i've met him. he's a funny looking thing too.

all furry with a long tail...not like mine or tyson's tail though. aaand he makes weird noises...doesn't bark. and he hisses at me. has these big round blue eyes and makes these purring noises that make me look at him weird.

he doesn't go for walkies and he doesn't eat the same food as me. in fact, i tasted his food and bleh. it smelled funny and tasted even funnier. he does his poopies in a plastic box thing filled with clean looking dirt. what a weirdo!!!

but the best thing of all is that HE'S SMALLER THAN ME! buaha *grins* and I get to steal his toys...which all jingle by the way...I like his toys. But he doesnt share the same enthusiasm for mine. Better that way, more stuff for ME to play with!!! teehee.

at first, he didn't like me sniffing him or coming anywhere near him and tam told me off for jumping at him and nudging him with my wet muddy nose...but hello?!? have you seen how clean that thing looks? all white & fluffy. he's begging for a muddy nose nudge.

i wasn't allowed to spend much time in tam's room alone for an entire weekend. that meant no bed hopping at night... *grumbles* and it was torture. i'd sit by tam's door in the morning and complain until she let me in for some good morning snuggles or came out for a quick game of "i'll jump at your legs and leave painful scratch marks while you try and get outta the way". But i couldn't help getting so excited...so tam forgives me. she keeps saying that jumping like that is a very BAD HABIT and i have to get out of it...but i don't understand...i'm not IN anything so how's that possible?

i've been hiding my chewsticks from "him" though. he better not dare try steal those off me...*grrrrowl* all miiiiine. you know, i'm not sure whether i like him or not. i can't work out whether he's here as a brand new toy for me or as a sort of punishment. i don't get 100% of tam's attention anymore - only 99.0% and that makes me VERRRRY MAAAAD!!! *huffs & puffs* but it's ok. i'll show him. i showed tyson and he's much bigger than me so showing this teeny weeny will be no problem for cute little me.