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Tynan’s got a new little brother! Grrrr…

 

A little brother my ass… Tynan here. She was going to show you more photos from her trip up the Rhine, but I had to step in and tell you what the idiots have done now.

Tynan's little brother, Welsh Springer spaniel puppy.
This is…my new “little brother.” His name is Bowyn. He is NOT replacing me as the High on Hooking dog. Do not make me repeat that.

 

Yes, it’s a puppy. Sure, they tried to tell me that it’s “all for you, Tynan. He’ll rejuvenate you.” What the hell does that mean? I won’t be 11 anymore? Right.

I suppose I should’ve been suspicious when the baby gates and the food bowl and, okay, the itty-bitty crate showed up. But she’s always buying crap for this or that cause. My antennae should’ve twitched when he didn’t complain.

So, they’re all excited. “Wanna go for a ride, Tynan? To see your sister up in Durango?” I like Durango, and the kid is there. We can hike. They get me all riled up. We do the three and a half hour drive. Another clue I missed. We stop at McDonalds, even have a picnic on the grass. They actually feed me french fries and chicken from her salad. Not a tiny bite, but lots of fries. Ketchup and everything. Half the freakin’ chicken!  How could I miss that they were playing me?

 

Me pretending to sleep on the way up to Durango. If only I’d known…

 

 

We pick the kid up from her apartment; check in at a hotel right downtown. I try out the bed. Nice. Next thing I know there’s a phone call and the mistress is rushing us off the bed and out the door. We’re in front of the hotel and I see…me! Or a dog that looks like me, another Welsh Springer spaniel. Oh! And in the rush and confusion, the mistress, she’s reaching down and picking up another tiny dog, a puppy that I realize also looks very similar to me. Oh!!

Long story short, we head for some very green grass – normally one of my most favorite things now that we live in the desert and have fake grass – and sit down. And I learn that the puppy is…ours. I mean…theirs. They can’t stop playing with it. I notice that it can’t stop trying to bite things – fingers, ankles, shoes, tails. What the hell? No one talked to me about this acquisition. Seems to me they should’ve, right?

Laura with Tynan's little brother, a Welsh Springer spaniel puppy.
Look at him! No manners. He’s trying to maul her. And she likes it. (Shaking my head here.)

 

 

 

Now we’re back home, and he’s upset the previously happy sang-froid of our comfy home. Baby gates keep me out of the master bedroom where I like to lie on the bathroom tiles.(And don’t even think of telling me to lie on all the other tiles in the house.) He gets on my bed. Toys are everywhere. Worst thing ever: He doesn’t know that we go outside to do our business! Ew!

 

Tynan and his little brother, a Welsh Springer spaniel puppy
What he does to me. This. It’s all I can say.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I had NOTHING to do with this mess. Nothing. Talk to the “little brother.”

 

The only good thing about his lack of civility and toilet training is that I still get to go visit my hooking ladies whenever the idiotress goes. He does not. They were here yesterday ostensibly to help me buck up, but really to visit…my “little brother.” At least they brought me treats. I love my ladies.

 

 

Tynan and his little brother, a Welsh Springer spaniel puppy.
I’m so tired that I try to sleep whenever he does. He looks cute here, yes? And then he rolled off the couch. I laughed and I laughed.

 

 

 

Now that I’ve gotten this off my chest, I’m going to take advantage of that fact that he’s napping (and not snapping or yowling) and get some sleep myself. He woke us up twice last night to pee and then again this morning at the ungodly hour of 5:45. I’m tired.

 

Please send biscuits. For big dogs.

–Tynan

 

Tynan's little brother, a Welsh Springer spaniel puppy
Like I said, he’ll never be the High on Hooking dog. If you can’t respect the frame, you just can’t have the job. The feature is “What’s on the frame” not “What’s in the frame.”

 

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9 comments

  1. Mary Ramsey says:

    Oh Tynan, I’m SO sorry. You will ALWAYS be #1 with your hooking ladies. Even if that little interloper is cute as can be……

  2. Sylvia says:

    Joy in your houseTynan. You are still the big dog HaHa. As you said you still have the ladies.

  3. Catherine says:

    Dear Tynan:
    Here is hoping for the best!
    Before you know it, he’ll be just like the rest of the furniture—only busier, in your face, in your bowl and all the other favorite places.
    Trust me, though, it does get better and you gotta be glad there isn’t half a dozen of them!
    The last time we saw one around here it was five (!) and, of course, Reilly runs around like a favorite Aunt and gets to take them out to play, etc. They seemed to have all wandered off to new homes, so it’s gotten pretty close to “normal” around here.
    No matter what, I still get the preferred spot on the big bed and SHE lets me ride in her lap in the SuperVan….they just never seem to beat me up there!
    Trust me on this one, though, even though he is cute he will never measure up, Dude! You and I have our places set and our priorities straight!
    With ya,
    Gibbs

    • LauraS says:

      Thanks for giving me hope, Gibbs. I actually have found one plus with him; when he’s having his “lessons,” I can participate (in my sleep, if you know what I mean). And there are all kinds of training treats. So at least I can score there. Talk later, man.

  4. Debbie Avery from LA says:

    OMG ! Laura, I laughed and laughed at Tynans blog!
    Congrats on the puppy !!! So VERY cute! : )

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