Ok, we all live under the same roof, so yes I meant - “we” got a puppy. A new stage of life. Seems that I’ve left “top-dog spot” or worse - ejected. But that’s not what’s got me. Or so I think. ...It’s these new foreign toys, blankets and food bowls on the floor…and the fan club….i can’t say they were my fans before, but now, I’m not even on the list. Now we (they) cheer him and deliver hoops of hurray hurray whenever he does a “bio break” in the ‘right’, that as opposed ‘wrong’ place. More I’m sure I’ll write…in the meantime…goldfish seem so much less interruptive. Yes a puppy should if given the chance deliver tons of fun, companionship and furry funnies – but right now I’m just always, 100% of the time on the watch for signals that....oh boy, oh wow, get over here – fast, fast looks like he needs to do it…[again].