Oh, you should see me coo over my dog. I don't let him get away with anything, but if I walk into a room, see a mess, and my dog is sitting close? I yell at my sister. Besides the basic fact that if Bebo did it, he skulks and hides, it's just 10 times more likely the little brat (Emma and/or her little dog)did it because my baby is perfect.
When I first got him, my mother just stared at me all the time because I use the sweetest voice ever when I talked to him. Everyone else, I boss, demand, and in all ways are a big bully.
*IS TEH PRINCESS*
I may be a middle child, but a third of my life I was the youngest, and for another third both my older siblings were gone so I was the defacto oldest. I think it makes me a well-rounded person but everyone else just says I'm a bitch. *pouts*
Luckily, my dog has bigger teeth and he can eat them.
Ya know, when he's not being a big traitor and snuggling their legs like the little pet-whore he is.