Changes

Some things have changed in my life lately. A new furry buddy has come to live with us. His name is Phred is he is a real talker. I have to talk even louder than he does but his talking does get doors opened. Not as quickly as I do though. Apparently he got lost somehow and then someone took him in but didn't want him so he came in a box to live with us. He is a skinny thing but he has sharp claws and I don't want claws marking up my nice looks so I leave him alone.

Poor Pepper is starting to look like a 15 year old dog but he tends to act like a pup when he's not sleeping. My human gives him special food and she tries to appease me by telling me she will do the same for me when I get old and decrepit. Personally I recognize a con when I see one but I'll let them have their way. I get the cans to lick. What a kicker! Who says you have to get old and decrepit to have the good food? I don't think that is a law or anything, is it? I want to know!

So what does this have to do with change? I've had a lot of them and none seem to actually benefit me. Am I not the top dog in this family? How can I accept all this change around me when it doesn't benefit me? After all I am a Great Dane.