The Pack Leader Report: The Lair Is Mine

Finally the joint is mine again! The Curly Haired two legger is back to leaving nice an early, and no longer interfering with my control of the lair. To make up for her frequent interferences, she gives me nice frozen peanut butter kong treats. I do love those things!!!. They've got some peanut butter and then some foodies, it's all frozen and refreshing. Plus, having to lick at the frozen peanut butter gives me something to do while waiting for Dork two legger to finally get out of bed. Although, that's not much of an issue these days, since the new little two legger seems to get him up pretty early.

The Little Two Legger, starts making some crazy barking noise and Dorko starts stumbling around for a while trying to make a bottle for the little guy. These bottles look awfully boring to me, but the little guy seems like them. Or maybe not, since he seems to really like getting them,but does seem to spit alot of them on the floor. I helpfully clean that up. Dorko seems to have his hands full getting the little guy dressed and down the stairs with out falling over. Dorko is really not about running with the pack early in the day.

The Kid fails to hold in the latest bottle of boob juice.

Once the feeding process is done, we all pile in the car, and head off to something Dorko likes to call Sherpa School. As Pack Leader, I'm pretty sure this may be some sort of gross cultural injustice against The Nanny's heritage, but it seems to amuse Dorko. And since Dorko needs all the fun he can get, I let it slide. Little Two Legger seems to spend a great deal of time with The Nanny and Baby D. Although what kind of learning goes on in this school is beyond me cause when Little Two Legger returns later in the day, he is no better at sitting, staying, or shaking. Maybe they need better treats. That was always the key to my success in school.

The Kid, Baby D, and The Nanny demonstrate the appropriate way to carry a disabled client off a mountain.

After Dorko and I drop off Little Two Legger, we return to my lair, and I get my well deserved foodies. I receive my well deserved foodies in The Crate, well the two leggers call it The Crate, I call it the Regal Pack Throne Hall. Then I spend a while overseeing my domain. Sure the foolish bear and monkey run around watching the Food Network and Animal Planet and drinking banana honey daiquiris thinking they run the show, but no it is my domain!!! They think they will learn to overthrow me by watching the Dog Whisperer. Little do they know am I true master of pack dominance and will control them always!!!

Anyway, after the bear and monkey have had there fun, Curly Haired two legger returns with Little Two Legger, and I lead them around my hilltop domain. I try to teach them to chase so Little Two Legger will be able to catch something other than bottles, but despite my best efforts, they are horrible chasers. There is only so much a Pack Leader can do. Once we return home I allow them to pet me, then a retire to the Regal Pack Throne Hall to await my next richly deserved bowl of foodies.

Pack Leader waits in the Pack Royal Throne Hall for her next long overdue bowl of foodies.

It is good to be Pack Leader!