Sometimes things change. We know that, and we accept it, which is good because things around here certainly have changed. Even just a few months ago we were the top dog around here. We got all the attention, we got all the love, we got all the conversation.
But now? Now, it’s all down to the dog. The real one, I mean. We sort of expected it when he was a puppy – I mean, what kid anywhere doesn’t steal the room when he’s around? But we figured that when he started to grow up a bit we might get some of the limelight back.
Not so, I’m afraid. Why, last week alone, UJ forgot – forgot – to take us to bed, twice! That’s a little worrying. I mean, we’ve worked hard over the past few years to keep everyone happy, so to just be forgotten!? It felt pretty bad.
Still, we’re a resilient bunch, and we’re quite comfortable with our role, no matter what that is. So if the pup being here means that our role changes a bit, well, we’re okay with that. All we need to survive is love, and some occasional involvement.
Rusty’s a good boy, generally speaking, but I will say one thing: I’m sure glad I swatted him on the nose when he was a real little pup. Doing that then taught him to respect us now in a way that UJ’s admonitions never could. Now that he’s older, apart from the occasional friendly nibble, he pretty much leaves us alone.
Don’t worry, we’re still going strong. If our role here changes we’re okay with it. Let’s face it, if we have to spend less time looking after the folks here, we can take more time to build our society’s infrastructure – to make ourselves even stronger in defence of critters everywhere.
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