Our baby is a bully.
Yesterday Atticus was calmly sitting in the window of our room....until she decided SHE wanted to sit in the window.
He moved to his bed and before he could get comfortable, she decided SHE wanted to be on his bed. So she sat herself down on a corner and started inching closer.
She did it again today. I documented the abuse this time.
I told him to stand his ground!! His patience lasted about 30 seconds. Then he absconded to the living room with a look on his face that clearly said "we were happy once.....". Poor dog.
She uses the ottoman in the living room as a walk around. Last night as she's happily playing on the other side of the room, I get a blanket, pull the ottoman closer and rest my legs. This lasted a hot second.
She immediately dropped her toy and hightailed it over to me where she proceeded to pull on the blanket and push my legs while grunting her disapproval. Apparently the ottoman is no longer mine to use.
Today while she was IN HER ROOM I decided to try putting my feet up again. Within a minute she appeared.
Don't for a second think she's being sweet!! She's pushing with all she has! And you can't tell but she has my PJ's in her mouth because when in doubt - bite.
Lord, help us.
She's currently having a fit because the highchair she insists upon using as a walker is stuck on the Christmas tree and will no longer move. Oiy vey.
She was quiet a few minutes ago so I thought I should check on her.
Deep sigh.
There's a big chunk missing from the box now. It looks like a rat got to it.
Again - Lord, help us.
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