(please do not reblog, it’s creepy)
My Sunday hairdo is my punishment for eating my bone in the bed and making bloody stains on the sheet. Oh, would you believe they sometimes close the bedroom door when I’m on the other side? Then I have to bark, cry, scratch the door and sometimes neither of this helps. The best way how to stay in is to sneak in when baby brother is sleeping because I am very vocal when they try to kick me out, so they don’t want to wake him up.
Can we please give my baby brother back and can we go back to me being the only spoilt child who has no boundaries?
Either baby T will start crawling soon or they are getting another puppy whose job will be to play with me…I am almost 3 years old and still playful as a puppy….