Adjusting to a change
As you all know, My brother came to live with us for a trial period. Things seem to being going OK so far, except that my brother continuously nibbles at one spot on my neck so much that hair has started to fall out. My parents are going to take me to the vet tommorrow to get a bandage and hopefully everything will be alright.

This is the "Before," peacefully chilling with a sock.

This is our introduction. Gorby is a big guy.

This is us starting to play with each other.

Some friendly sniffing. I know he does not mean to hurt me.

Here, I try to make it perfectly clear who will be in charge in this house. We clear pug?

This is me and Gorby sharing a drink together.

Gorby stole my pig toy and I cannot stand for that. This is me seeking to retake what is mine.

Ok, so it wasn't that easy to retake what is mine. This is me chasing Gorby to retake what is mine.

This is me trying to take what is actually Gorby's, his toy that my Daddy gave to him when he got here.

The same quest, taking away his weinerdog mini-toy.

I tried to sneak under him to get the weinerdog mini-toy since Gorby's direct blocking techniques were being quite effective.

This is a shot of the two of us together. See the different emotions? One of us is estatic and one is miserable...can you tell which is which?

Redux of the previous post.

This is the "after." Gorby is a handful, but Daddy thinks it'll be great in the long run if it works out. We'll keep you posted.

/s/ Winston, Grand Duke of Pugsworth