Being the Top Dog

Living life with two furries is wonderful. Both fight for attention and both wants a piece of what you are eating too. It used to be 1/2 a cookie to Dom when i am eating a cookie and now our cookie distribution has to be 1/3 for each of us. *LOL*

Going on car rides, both fight to be in front too. Somehow sitting in front with me brings a bigger smile on their faces. The one in front usually grins and grins while the one at the back sulks. Sometimes they take turns but usually Dom gets to sit in front as he's more well behaved. Piper will usually sit at the back because he loves to bark at my ears when we nearing home. He gets very excited to get home even though we are just going out for a short errand.

Since he's been missing his mommy a lot lately... we decided to upgrade his status at home and made him the "top dog" here. Things sure are changing around here. Big smiles on the little fella's face.

 

Living the life of a top dog. Being top dog at home means...

1. I get to sleep on fluffy big cushions while some other curly underdog gets to sleep on the floor. He's lucky he's getting carpet and not cold hard floors.

 

Being top dog when we go out means...

1. I get to ride in front with her and get all the nice sights and aircon at full blast.

Being the downgraded dog when we go out means...

1. Curly now rides at the back. Just lookit his sad face.

Being top dog when we go out means...

1. I get stroked and chatted while she is driving. And sometimes she tells me i am cute and i get stroked and loved more. Sometimes she slips in a tummy rub too when we are at the traffic lights.

Let's sneak a peek at the downgraded dog behind. Isn't that a rejected sad dog. Lookit that sad sad face. Give us a smile now Curly. He's keeping mum. No amount of prodding will crack a smile on that face.

Being a top dog means... i get toys when she goes out to get us pet supplies.

All the Curly gets is his old green blankie which is rather smelly. Poor Curly

Being top dog means... i get to go in between her working chair and sleep whenever and wherever i want. And she is not suppose to move a limb else she rolls over my beeyoootiful nose. But thats the place i always hide when there's thunder and rain.

** My dear furries and children, DO NOT try this at home. This is just an example to show you all of the when and where.

This used to be me and my seat. I always get to sit in front and be the co-driver. I always get to go on rides and keep her company. Now no more. No more. I have been downgraded.

Hey Piper.. when are you going home to your mommy?