Mommy and Daddy clearly forgot that I run this house as they continue to bring in stray mutts that call themselves "Pekingese." Just so we are clear, I'm the only one in this house with papers, who can obey about 10 different commands (when it suits me), and who has not had their hair shaved in some "rescue" (I call them halfway homes for half breed Pekes). Although, Daddy keeps shaving my butt and I'm getting tired of it. 
There's another addition to the house now too. As if Silas wasn't terrorizing me enough, my humans brought home another small human and are calling her their "daughter."
Ehem. No.
That's my title.
I'm mommys first born, her favored, and quite frankly, the best "child" in this house.
Mommy made a decision to keep the other white dog, much to my argument. Mommy did however, do one thing great to that miserable excuse for a rescue. She...wait for it...
Cut out her baby parts! (Serves her right!).
I hope it's gonna make her nicer because she was a real pain to me before. It's very tiring being a regal peke. You see, our heritage for royalty goes way back and it's only a matter of time before mommy buys me my golden throne. She buys me everything else, after all.
Ugh...stinky mouth is going in the kitchen and I need to go guard the food.
I'll write more later!!
Abbie the fierce!
