This Is My Bed

So sometimes my brother Jet thinks that he can lay on the big bed in the big bedroom that the Mum likes to lay on most of all. But I have to tell him, quite a lot actually, that’s it’s really my bed. And I am a good growler and so I let him know. I let Levi know too when I’m in the bedroom and they dorky boys are also in the bedroom. Didn’t everyone know that all boy dogs are dorky? Well all my brothers are so I’m assuming that all boy dogs in the whole world are. No office to dorky boy dog readers of this blog and I hope you’ll still come back.

Anyway in the middle of the night I get annoyed that the boys are on the bed so I start to growl. The Mum says TATUM really loud but most of the time I just keep doing it anyway. I know she’s faking. Just like she fakes with mechanical breakdown insurance when the refrigerator goes wrong. It doesn’t go wrong, I know all the good food stuff is in there!  Mum is just a big faker.  Dad is too, really.

Anyway so this is a picture of me telling my brother Jet that the bed is mine!