My New Sister

Boy, have I had some big changes the past week or so!

Last Thursday, Gracie came to the house. She had been here before, so it was good to smell a familiar butt. We played and went on some walks together — good stuff.

But then she didn’t go away. Several days later, she was still here. My moms were using the word “sister.” At first I thought they were saying “visitor.” (They don’t enunciate very well, so its a reasonable mistake. ) Now, a week and a half later, Gracie is still here, so I guess she’s here to stay… I have a sister!

I didn’t think I’d like having a sister, and sometimes I still don’t. I don’t get all of my moms’ attention anymore, or all of the belly rubs. But they explained to me that Gracie is little and needs a home and some love, and that they still love me just as much as they always have, so that’s ok. Plus, Gracie may be small, but she is a GREAT wrestler! We wrestle all over the house, and sometimes I let her win. She’s also a good walker. She can keep up with me! Even when we hiked at the Whitewater Center yesterday, for 3 miles — she didn’t complain! Here’s a photo:

Sometimes, though, when I need a break, my mom Erin will take me riding in the car. We go to other dogs’ houses, where I show off how well-behaved and talented I am. This is to help the dogs’ humans understand that if they hire my mom to train their dog, their dog can be (almost) as smart as me!

Then we go home, where my mom Jen and Gracie have usually been chilling out on the couch. Sometimes Gracie likes the yellow chair:

(She’s not evil — her eyes are just glow-y.)

So that’s my sister Gracie. I’ll probably mention her in future posts. And all you other dogs better be nice to her, or you’ll have to answer to me. You wouldn’t like me when I’m angry….