Our cousin Neely is here for a week while his family is at Disney World. I am not happy about Nelly being here. He takes away my attention time. He’s not a bad chap. He’s gone through some tough changes lately. One Dad left, another man moved in, with three boys and another dog, and, with all those new humans and a dog, Nelly got pushed down the ladder a bit and that makes him sad. He still has a very good life but attention wise he has been lacking. If there is one thing my parents have it is plenty of attention for dogs. But again, I am down a slight bit in that department. When he first got here, even though he has been here before, he was timid. I liked that. He mostly laid on the floor because he is no longer allowed on the furniture in his house. I think that’s a good rule: For Neely. But my parents aren’t real good at following the rules. Soon he was sitting with Daddy in the recliner, getting whatever he wanted using those huge, dark, adoring eyes. I hate