I’m freaked. Now I can say so because you know the truth. The secret’s out. I’m going to be a big doggie brother. I’ve learned a lot from life thus far, but how to be a big doggie brother was never on the agenda. Did obedience school have a class on being a big doggie brother? How did I miss that one? Maybe that would be reason to go back to school. Or maybe not. I kind of like being an obedience school drop out so I shall defer instead to my life experience.
Thinking back on life as I know it, the only experience I have being a brother was with my puppy brothers before we got separated. And I was the little brother in that scenario. I was definitely not top dog. I was third dog. Fourth, if you count my birth mom. I didn’t mind, but I definitely learned what it was like to be the runt of the litter. I usually ate last. I know mom loved me, but she paid the least amount of attention to me compared to my brothers. I was usually the slowest in line when we moved from one home to another. None of this bothered me.
Instead my biggest fear was being left behind. I just wanted to keep up. To be treated equal. To be remembered. I don’t know how to be a big brother but I suppose I know something about being a little brother. That should mean something right? I know what not to do. This new little person will never feel left behind in this family if I have anything to say about it. Well, I won’t be saying anything I suppose. I don’t think little people can read right away so he can’t read my blog to see how I feel. But he won’t need to hear it. My little best-friend-to-be will know he or she is loved. We will sit together and play together and baby will know.
“Brothers don’t necessarily have to say anything to each other,” suggests American actor Leonardo DiCaprio. ” They can sit in a room and be together and just be completely comfortable with each other.”
I don’t feel any less nervous about being the best big brother I can be, but thinking back on life does bring me peace of heart. This little person will be loved with all my little doggie heart. And I will do everything I can to ensure he or she never feels left behind. I don’t need to go back to school to know that.
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Wiley, to be a big brother does not need a lesson in school. Your big heart is your teacher and you have that already, so don’t worry but enjoy the excitement of becoming a big brother! 🙂
I love the idea that my heart is my teacher. I might just have to expand on that brilliant thought in a future post. 🙂
Go for it, your posts are all full of wisdom and love! Big hug my dear Wiley!
Lots of hugs and love back at you dear friend!
Utesmile is right…you won’t need any lessons. You have the biggest doggie heart that I know of. God bless you sweet big doggy brother, lol you’re going to need it. Just think of the fun, the ball games, the walks, the big sloppy kisses (and that’s from the baby), the pulled ears, the sleepless nights. Oh Wiley, you are in for such a wonderful time!
I can’t wait for all of those things! Well, maybe not the sleepless nights, but I know they’re inevitable so I shall prepare myself now. 🙂
Oh Wiley! Concatulations! this is great news! You’re going to be a pawesome big brother! =^.^=
Thanks so much Bailey! I know—I’m trying not to let my nervousness get in the way of my overwhelming excitement! 🙂
You’re right, W. Having experience as a little brother will remind you of what to watch out for. I have no doubt you are equipped to raise your little brother to feel strong and safe and loved.
Love and licks,
Cupcake
Dear Cupcake,
Thank you for your confidence in me. It means a lot coming from you. 😉
Loves,
Wiles
Wiley I think you are gonna do just fine! Plus I can tell you have amazing parents so you will be fine!
Dear Dakota and family!!!! My mom seemed like she wanted to hug you right through the computer when she saw this comment. I love seeing her so happy. Thank you! 🙂
You will be a super big brother – I’m sure. Brothers are cool, Wish I had one too.
We could be cyber brothers. 🙂
Oh that would be nice – Hello World! You know what? I have a brother! woo-hoo!
Yay brothers! 🙂
Oh Wiley, you will do just fine as a big brother! Don’t fret!
I’m not going to lie – the votes of confidence from folks like yourself dear Nikita….well, they’re helping. Thank you! 🙂
Wiley! This is your gift – you have been where your little brother will start out – I was also the youngest – and our experiences are similar – my siblings thought I got away with everything and yet, I got their hand me down clothes, they shared their steaks with me – for years I was terrified of cutting steak in public – that it would shoot out across the room like the oyster or snails did in the Julia Roberts’ film Pretty Woman! No worries, Wyles – you’ve been there and you are here. And, you and he for sure will not go through what Blackie, our Cocker Spaniel and I did my first year. By being born, I took his place in the car…. oh, boy – according to my Mom, he wouldn’t talk to me or acknowledge me. I used to crawl underneath the dining room table and feed Blackie peanut butter sandwiches. Then, one fine day as we went for a walk, some dog challenged me in my stroller and Blackie, bless his heart, stepped in front of me and protected me. We were fast friends ever after.
Dear HuntMode,
I shared this comment with my mom and it seemed to touch her heart as much as it did mine. You’re right – I have been there and now I am hear. There is no better way to respect the past than to live the future after all. I do have some concerns I will feel replaced like Blackie did though…but I must not be selfish. I have peanut butter sandwiches to look forward to after all!
Lots of love to the HuntMode family,
Wyles
Ps-Mom got a good giggle out of the Pretty Woman reference. I’ve never seen the movie but I gather it is a good one if you both like it so much.
Ah, Wyles, the key comment is “slippery suckers!”
🙂
I know you will be a natural!
Aw, thanks friend. I need to hear it. 🙂
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