Sibling Rivalry

Yikes....it's been a very long year.
That Lucy (read...Luci Fur) was a terror!
Snarls became the norm, Mom's lap was no longer my own, 
and my dog bowl suddenly landed in the back room.....
Oh, and there was even blood.
For an Alpha guy, I sure was a wimp.
The only neutral ground was on the street, patrolling the neighborhood on leash,
and we seemed to be doing A LOT of that!
Suffice to say, the girl had issues.......
She came with a pink sweater, a bright, polka dot blankie,
 and a ripped Christmas tree toy.
NO ONE dared touch, and she guarded them with her life.
Every breakfast, she'd cover her bowl with that blanket.....
like I'd really sniff, or something?
She had eyes in the back of her head, and tyrannosaurus teeth.

I slept with my eyes open.

Introductions.....

So, first things first......Introductions......Drum Roll, please!

I'm Mick Wagger, West Highland White Terrier AKC, 

7 years young (that's 49 human)

and I joined my  family in 2006 at the age of 9 weeks. 

Life has never been the same!

Last of my litter, I was irresistibly cute, utterly precocious and as Mom loves to say,

a real handful!.....OK, maybe I was a bit willful......but what's an Alpha pup to do?

Six peaceful  years later,and totally by surprise, a new personality joined the Pack.....

Lucy, the Queen Diva.

Wow, how'd we get so lucky? (I'm being sarcastic here)

Jeeezzz, what a Prima Donna ....

She waltzes in, demands attention, steals the toys and bites if she doesn't get her way.

You've met the type?

Those first months were a nightmare......