JJ is not leaving. Here is how I know: 1. Mom and Mama said We Are a Family. 2. Mom took a picture of us on the Top Step.
But I am still the Top Dog. JJ has to sleep in The Crate. I get to sleep in The Bed.
JJ likes to play. I played tug with JJ. He is so little that I just stood there while he pulled and pulled. I wrote this haiku.
JJ is staying.
Someday he will get bigger.
But I’m the Top Dog.