Micah

So THIS is Micah! Yeah, yeah, yeah, go ahead and say it.  He's cute.  Still not as cute as me, but whatever.  When he came home last night he was a lot of fun but then I noticed that mommy was paying way to much attention to him and I got a little mad.  OK, I got a lot of mad.  I didn't even want to sleep with her I was so mad.  She did put him to bed at about 8:00, in my old crate (MY old crate) and then mommy went to bed to do homework.  She wanted me to join her but I didn't feel like it.  All I wanted to do was shake, and shake and shake my rubber chicken.  I don't know why I was so mad.

I got him though!  This morning, at about 2:30 I started barking and woke him up and that made him bark and cry.  Pretty soon mommy got up and moved his whole crate downstairs.  I thought he would just cry and want to go home, instead, mommy could still hear him so she made me go get in the crate with him.  Guess that didn't work out as well as I thought..

This morning, daddy let both me and Micah out of the crate and let us go outside and run a while.  That was fun, even if it was wet from raining.  We came in and had a little breakfast, but when mommy got up, Micah went straight to her.  That is MY job.  I'm supposed to give mommy morning kisses.  I got really mad again.  I really wanted to hurt Micah, but mommy wouldn't let me.  I think she likes him more than me.

After she took a shower and got dressed, Micah and I were playing.  Mommy sat down on the floor so she could play and Micah went up to her again and started giving her MY kisses.  I got so mad I tried to bite him, but again mommy wouldn't let me.  She picked me up and she held me really tight and petted me and kissed me and told me how much she loved me.  I thought she didn't like me anymore because Micah is so cute and because he is a baby, even though he is the same size as me.  I put my head on mommy's shoulder and she just petted and petted me and told me how much she loved me.  I felt much better after that.  She held me for a very long time, even while Micah was at her feet crying because he wanted to be picked up.  She didn't put me down and pick him up, she just held me and I was happy.

I think I like Micah a little more now and I will try to be nicer to him.  While mommy sat on the couch doing homework, she played ball with me and played with another toy with Micah.  It did take her a long time to type her homework, but she was able to play with both of us at the same time so I didn't feel left out.  I haven't growled at Micah since mommy held me upstairs.  Maybe having a baby brother isn't such a bad thing after all.  He DID get a whole bunch of brand new toys, and I like playing with all of them.

I don't know how things will go, but as long as I know my mommy and daddy still love me as much as before I think it will be okay.