CHAPTER 12– Baby Brother Stole MY Jeep – Adventures of Willow and Sage

We are here in the Royal Spa this morning. Mom is getting ready for her day. She is putting on her favorite dog shirt. The one with the pockets and that can only mean one thing. SHE IS TAKING ME OUT TODAY!!! YAY!!!

I love going out. It's so exciting and fun and exciting and fun and exciting.

(spinning in circles)

I must go wait by the door so I'm not late.

Mom is getting her to-go coffee. It's almost time. I'm soooooo excited. This is going to be sooooo much fun. Baby Brother move you are blocking the door and I have to get out fast.

Hold on Baby Brother is wearing his collar. MOM!!!! Where is my collar???

Mom is calling me into the kitchen. She must have my collar in there. Hurry mom put my collar on.

(spinning in circles because that is what Willow does )

Mom why are you giving me a bone. I don't have time for a bone. I have places to go and hoomans to pet.

Umm, mom only gives me bones when she is leaving without me. But she has on her favorite dog shirt with pockets. The one she puts treats in when she takes me out. Why would she wear that if she is leaving me here?

Did you hear that? It was the door. Mom? Mom? Hey, where is Baby Brother? Hello, where is everyone.

(Jeep motor rumbles)

Hey that's my Jeep! Baby Brother just STOLE MY JEEP!!!

He is going to pay for this. Wait until I find that Lil Wonky Eared, Jeep stealing, wanna be Mole Slayer. Who does he think he is?

I can't see out of any of these windows. I can't hear anything outside. How am I supposed to know where they are?

They have been gone for like a year. Are they ever coming back?

I HEAR SOMETHING. Yes it's a car!!! Oh no, it's not MY Jeep. It's the UPS man. I love the UPS man. He is awesome. Even if I bark at him he will come over to the fence and tell me what a pretty Princess I am and give me a treat.

He's not like that Fed Ex guy. I like to mess with him. I wait until he gets right up to the edge of the garage and then I tear off at the gate. He wet his pants one day Now he parks on the other side and walks to the front door. Oh well, it was fun while it lasted.

Seriously, it's been like two years now. When are they coming back. I bet Baby Brother is sitting in my seat.

I hear something deep and throaty. YES IT IS MY JEEP. I gotta get to the door quick. Come on Mom open the door. Yes I'm out. Now to get my revenge.

(Sniff, Sniff)...Lowes, (Sniff, Sniff)... PetsMart, (Sniff, Sniff)... Michaels. (Sniff, Sniff)...Rural King. I KNEW IT! All of my favorite places. I suppose you were petting my favorite hoomans too.

Get your little rat tail out of MY Jeep so I can roll you in every mud puddle I can find.

Darn Mom gave me the recall command and I have to listen. This isn't over Baby Brother. You are going to pay for stealing MY Jeep.

Don't think Mom is going to protect you Mr. Grand Theft Auto 😤

And now he's all passed out like he worked so hard today.

~~Sigh~~

Aww, what's wrong Baby Girl? Do you want to go out?

DID YOU SAY OUT???

Mom is taking me out! Mom is taking me out! Mom is taking me out!!!

This is so exciting and fun and exciting and fun and exciting!!!

I will have to deal with Baby Brother another time.

I have places to go and hoomans to pet.

~~Willow~~

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Sage here...

Honestly, I don't understand why Big Sissy likes to go out so much. This training stuff is hard work and the hoomans keep wanting to touch me...ewe. I don't know where those hands have been

All I hear is MY Jeep, MY Jeep. Well, she can keep HER Jeep. It's all tippy and rocky. I don't like it one little bit.

It hurts my tummy and makes me very tired.

I prefer to stay here and play with the Fed EX man. He is kinda strange but I have fun terrorizing him. He thinks because I am a valiant Knight that I am going to bite him or something. I won't bite him but it sure it fun.

I stretch my neck out real far and lower my head and then I let out this very deep, projected WOOF that echos like a howl. The Princess should try it she yips like a sissy and who is that going to scare.

My big ole bark echos so loud that the Fed Ex hooman runs back to his truck like I'm going to bite him in the butt. He wet his pants one day.

Now he uses the front door.

Oh well it was fun while it lasted.

Now for some me time