Well, well, well. What do we have here? I sensed it last week when mommie and daddy were looking at photos on their iphone. I thought the worst was upon me.. a baby.. but soon enough i found out it was worse than my worst fears...For years, i have been the center of attention, the ruler of my domain, the star of the stage. But no longer, my competition has arrived.
Rumor has it, my girlfriend aka aunt Jen, is getting an english bulldog... a dog of her own. Perhaps she feels she can replace me but obviously not since she opted for my meatier cousin the english bulldog. I wonder if this is going to change our relationship. I will have to accept the new reality when cecil comes home. No more Camp David visits, no more pole position under the dinner table, no more kicking David out of bed, no more posed photos.
I will admit he is ridiculously cute with that 2 tone face. I can't wait to show him the ropes. He has a lot to learn and who better to learn from the master, yours truly. I will have to break him in with the art of manipulation, whining, and cuteness. Soon enough, he will be mastering the art of being a dog-tyrant.
welcome home cecil!!!!
