i'm a big brother now...I have responsitivity!

although i don't remember casting my vote in the 'let's get a new puppy' discussion, i have to admit that Polly isn't half bad, once you get past the puppy breath.  besides, it's been 10 days as she doesn't seem to be leaving, so i guess this adventure is big enough for 2 wieners!

i share my bed, my toys, even my dad's lap...i'm a good boy!  she bites my ears, my face, my toes and i let her...i'm a good boy!  she's too little to play tug-of-war, her legs are wobbly and at night, she wakes up every 2 hours to piddle...puppies! through it all, i'm a good boy!

as the ruler of planet adorable, even i have to admit she's kinda cute...when she looks up at me with those adoring eyes and gives a whimper, it hits me: i'm the big brother and i have responsitivity!

Polly's from New Orleans and at first, her thick creole accent made communication a bit frustrating, but thanks to the internet (what did we ever do without it)...this dogs learning 'how to speak cajun'!

i don't understand the words that are coming out of your mouth