I have a few backlogged blogs to post, but just had to do this one today--totally living in the Now! A tale of two brothers—a photo-journal…
As loyal blog readers know, Cameron and family are the wonderful people who are Sunny’s “second family.” Whenever we go on vacation, we leave Dog (aka Sunny) with the Sullivans where I know he is not only well-taken care of, but loved and spoiled to excess. Vacations all around!
Long story, short, the Sullivans fell so madly in love with Sunny that they decided they just had to have one of their very own—and not just any dog, but a brother of Sunny’s—different litter, but same mother. (Much more about this later…)
Such is how "Speedo" (named not only for his quick sprints, but, also because Cameron and kids are competitive swimmers) came to be the new Top Dog at Chez Sullivan.
Cameron and I just knew that the brothers would be the best of friends and imagined rambunctious playdates and trading sleepovers when we needed someone to watch the dogs.
What we never could have anticipated is just how much the dogs would behave like real brothers. Speedo ADORES Sunny. He would rather be with Sunny than anyone—just the mention of "Sunny" sends Speedo into near spasms of doggie delight of barking and whining and crying! When he sees Sunny, he leaps at him—nudging and jostling for play—doing anything to get his attention.
Sunny, on the other hand, not so much.
It’s a little strange, because Sunny is extraordinarily friendly--he will cross a busy street to greet a person or dog; he loves most dogs, and he is the first to strike up a friendly play whether it’s with the cute little Havanese girl down the street or the neighbor's big Lab-mix from the pound.
But his attitude towards Speedo leans more to tolerance than delight. Just like the little brother who constantly bugs his big brother to let him in on the fun—Speedo just seems to desperately want to be a Big Dog, too.
I, of course, love Speedo like you love the baby of a really good friend--he's absolutely adorable, charming, cute-beyond-all-measure, and totally exhausting! You marvel at the energy of your friend and wonder how you did it when it was your time.
Today Cameron took her twin girls on a big, all-day trip to San Francisco, so I cleared my schedule so I could be home all day to be Doggie Supernanny. And what a day!
The first thing I did, as you always do when watching babies, is to fence off the stairs...
Of course, I worry about Speedo's safety, but, also, I have new carpet upstairs.
The boys sized each other up:
Are you lookin’ at ME?
Then they decided to play a little keep-away…
Mom, Speedo has my toy!
Sunny, you have to learn to share with your brother.
Mom, He's teasing me!
Oh, Sunny, you have to be more tolerant, he’s just a baby! You’re the big brother!
Aha! You took your eye off the prize. Now I’m coming to get what’s mine!
Now, who’s the Big Dog?
I am totally taking this outside and burying it in my secret spot.
OK, Boys! Enough! I am not going to spend my day refereeing your silly sibling squabbles! Opposite sides of the couch for you!
I’ve got to get away…Up to my perch!
Where’s Sunny?
Come on! Let’s Play!
And, just like a lot of brothers, I have no doubt that Sunny and Speedo will someday be the best of friends!
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