Chapter 10–Baby Brother is in Big Trouble – Adventures of Willow and Sage

Woo Hoo Hoo!!! My Baby Brother is in BIG Trouble!!! You see it started like this...

My human sister and my small human boy had to go out of town for a few days. I am pretty sure my human sister is a Princess. She is beautiful like a Princess and she has a Princess name so she must be a Princess just like me.

Because they were going out of town the Duchesses Maggie and Zoey came to stay with us and we had a tone of fun. We played chase, frisbee, stick, and we went on creek adventures.

One afternoon my mom was doing maintenance on her hot tub and she had it opened while she was cleaning the house. We were all outside when my Baby Brother called to us to come and see the hot tub. So we all followed him or at least Zoey and I did. I'm not sure where Maggie went.

He was leaning over trying to catch the water with his ginormous paws. I kept telling him to be careful but his head is so incredibly big that all of a sudden he fell in face first!

So Zoey and I had to jump in and save him. We realized that if we stayed near the edge we could all stand. My Baby brother decided to jump out and shake really hard. Then he decided to jump back in.

WOW!

Then the fun really began. We were playing chase in and out of the hot tub. This was sooooo much fun 😂😂😂 We were having a blast and then...

my mom came outside and she was super mad that we got her hot tub all dirty because she was trying to get it all cleaned up for Prince Spencer and Princess Kara to stay with us. She didn't stay mad long. In fact, she started laughing at us and couldn't stop. She called us silly puppies. Phew 😅

When Princess Kara returned my mom took my small human boy and my dad and went on a vacation. I am not sure what a vacation is but they were gone for a very long time and I missed my mom really bad.

Things were different. Maggie and Zoey weren't going to their home. My human sister was staying here so I didn't get to go visit her house and my mom and dad were gone.

I was trying to figure everything out and I couldn't sleep so I would sit and stare at my human sister while she slept. She seemed a little freaked out by this but she reassured me everything was okay.

I still missed my mom though and to make things even worse my Baby Brother was being a real Baby Brat. He kept stealing my frisbee and my stick.

My sister and Spencer took us all to the creek one day and my Baby Brother kept pulling my long locks of princess hair and biting me. My sister got so mad that she called my mom and told her what a brat he was being.

Finally, somebody can see what is happening! My sister is going to come to my rescue and stop this injustice. This is not way for a Princess to be treated. I had slobber all over my ears and in my Princess Hair.

My human sister told my mom how angry she was.

Wait, what??? How angry she was??? WAS??? As in not anymore???

And then I hear those dreaded words...

"He's so big that I keep forgetting he's just a puppy"

A PUPPY!!! That is not a PUPPY!!! That is a MOOSE!!! Just look at him. I kept telling them they were raising a bear cub but nobody believed me and now look at him. HE IS A GRIZZLY BEAR and HE IS TRYING TO EAT ME!!!

This is an outrage. A PUPPY Humph... Then I heard my mom say something that brought me new hope. She said that even though Baby Brother is a puppy and a wanna-be mole slayer that he can not treat me that way. I heard her say she was going to deal with him as soon as she returned home.

Tehehe Baby Brother is in BIG trouble now.

Sure enough, mom came home and she gave us lots and lots of love and whispered in my ear "I have this under control baby girl" 😄

The next day mom went outside with us and she was all over Baby Brother's fluffy tail. She told him if he's going to act like a fool then he is going to work like a fool.

Every time he tried to steal my frisbee she would give him her "OOPs" command. Mom is a really good teacher and she likes to let us know when we do something wrong that we have a chance to do it right. It's a funny little noise she makes. She would do it as soon as he starts to take my frisbee and when he turns away from me she says "that's a good boy". I call it the alpha move. She is very impressive. 😉

He learned very quickly that stealing my frisbee does not make her happy and he wants to make her happy. It's really working.

Now I can play with my frisbee without him taking it away from me. He still needs some fine-tuning but is getting much better.

We have been practicing every day because mom said it is very important to play nice together. He still takes my stuff once in a while and I don't mind that because it is sometimes fun to play keep away and if he happens to fall on his face while he's chasing me that would be a bonus

Whoa, something just flew across the yard...GOTTA GO CHAAAASE ITTTT

~~Willow~~

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Maggie (Catahoula-Leopard/Mastiff Mix)

Hi everyone, it's me, Maggie The Duchess of The Stone Meadow. I love to go to my Grandma's house. (for a minute then she wants to go home ) There are lots of smells all over the yard, the woods, and the creek. I love smells and I love to roll on stinky stuff. Yep, love my Grandma's but this last visit was just too much.

We had to stay there for 12 whole days. Well, actually I talked my dad into taking me home a couple days early. We left Zoey there to play with the other puppies.

First off these puppies are BIG TROUBLE. All three of them. They tried to get me into trouble by jumping in Grandma's hot tub. I was having no part of their shenanigans so I talked Grandma into letting me back inside to rest.

I'm not taking the blame for this just because I am the oldest. No way! I snuggled up and took a nice little nap. Then I heard Grandma yell, WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY HOT TUB!!!

Darn puppies.

And that's another thing. Those puppies have no idea how to play. All of this running, jumping, biting, and barking is a big waste of energy. Don't they know it is much more efficient to just lay there and let the fun come to you?

(um hum Mastiff )

And what's with all this make-believe Royal stuff. Princesses and Mole Slayers. That's just silliness. Just because I am a Duchess doesn't mean they have to be Royal too except they are a royal pain.

A duchess needs her beauty sleep but who can sleep with three puppies rat racing about. It's like they are on a soccer team running to this side and then running to that side. (Yawn--stretch)

It's exhausting just watching these puppies.