Mom said we have to be patient with the Baby Brother because the first few days are about making him feel at home and trusting us.
Well, I think I have been very patient. He has climbed on me, bitten me, and grabbed my tail, and not let go. I didn't bark or growl or bite back.
This morning he was laying on top of my head because apparently, he thinks he is a tiara.
Mom came around the corner with the camera and I quickly flipped him on the floor. She would have posted that on Facebook and I can't have my friends seeing that stuff. How embarrassing.
Then the little Rug Rat stole my bone.
That was the last straw! Enough is enough!
If Mom is not going to train him then I have to take matters into my own paws. I will teach him everything I know. That is going to take a while because I know a lot.
First off, I can't have him embarrassing me when he meets my friends so he needs to learn to hunt like a BIG DOG. None of this leaf catching stuff. I told him he has to chase his prey and catch it.
Then you have to shake it to show it who's boss. I mean REALLY shake it like this.
He is actually a very quick learner and I was kind of proud of him.
shhh
Then I took him to the backyard and showed him how to hunt for moles. I dug the hole and he fell in face first. He came up with a mouth full of dirt 
but he kept trying.
This Baby Brother thing takes up so much time that I sure hope I can keep up with all of my Princess duties.
It's a lot of work being a Princess you know. I have to go practice my Princess Prancing now.
~~Willow~~