“If you’ve been following David’s Blog Posts, Weekend Updates and Daily Reports, you’ve likely seen a number of pics of him sleeping and hanging out on his ottoman. This is his favorite spot in the office, and I even moved it closer to my desk so we could hang together when we’re both inside working. I say when we’re “both” working, but he’s usually sleeping while “I’m” working. Either way, it’s basically his designated spot. Honestly, since Jazzy passed, he thinks every place and toy is his. So you can imagine his shock and surprise when our new Staff dog, Axel decided to make himself at home on his ottoman while Dave was outside playing with his Camp friends.”-Editor/Mom
“I saw him first, and had a feeling David wasn’t going to take it well.”-Editor/Mom
Well, what would you think? How would you feel if you came home and found someone sitting in your favorite chair? It was his first day here. I just met him. I wasn’t mean to him or anything, but I thought he should have to at least wait ’til I offer him my stuff.
“I did understand his confusion, so I explained that he would have to share some space with him in the office for the few hours a week that he’ll be here while his Mom is working, just like he does with his Auntie Vida. Not to mention Axel is a lot older, and might need a comfy place to rest.”-Editor/Mom
And I thought that maybe he should have his own bed, cause there’ll be times we’re both in the office together.
“I thought that was a good point, even though I’d like to see him have a little bit more respect for his elders, so we came up with a solution that mutually benefits everybody.
“See, that wasn’t so hard now, was it? I think we’ve got to work on your Sharing skills. Sharing is Caring, David. What I don’t understand though, is why you only seem to covet things inside. When you’re outside playing, you don’t seem to care who plays with what, or hangs out where.”-Editor/Mom
Well, I’m the only dog living here. Since there’s nobody else around to claim anything, I’m thinking possession being nine-tenths of the law, my house my rules.
“Ah, I believe we’ve found the root of your problem David. You see, it’s not actually “your” house. Houses belong to humans. Everything in the house, including you and the toys you think are all yours belong to us. Maybe it’ll be easier if we use the Transitive Property of Equality. If A=B, and B=C, then A=C.”-Editor/Mom
What the Heck does that mean?
“We’ll use your possessions as an example. It means that if your things belong to you, and you belong to me, then your things also belong to me. And If things belong to me, I get to decide how they’re used.
What about the toys you give me for Christmas, and my Birthday, and presents when you go away? What about all my collars, and jackets, and tags, and bandanas? And my bones? And my beds, and blankets? Aren’t those all mine?
“Okay, I see how this can be confusing, but again, Sharing is Caring. The collars, jackets and tags are definitely all yours, but bandanas, bones, beds, blankets and toys can all be shared.”-Editor/Mom
ALL my toys? What if someone wrecks my Gator, or my Bunny, or my Cow?
“Step back from the ledge for a minute and think about it. Don’t I always protect your special toys from visiting dogs? It’ll be harder when someday there’s a new dog living with us again, but remember how we protected Jazzy’s Teddy Bears from you? We promise to do the same for you, but you’re going to have to learn to give and take a little bit.”-Editor/Mom
A new dog? Are we getting a new dog?
“Did you think you were going to be an only child forever? We’ll definitely be getting a new addition to the family someday. And she might not be as nice to you as Jazzy was, so you’d better start working on improving those Sharing skills now.
“I fear there may be a rude awakening coming your way, David.”-Auntie Jen
Yeah, but won’t our new dog have to learn to respect my stuff, too?
“Oh yeah, this is going to be fun.”-Auntie Jen