I wasn’t used to sharing. I liked being selfish. Everything was good. I got everything I ever wanted.
Until Jack came along.
He spoilt everything.
I had always been the cute one, but suddenly people lost interest in me. I was like the used toy no one wanted. I was discarded.
Everybody wanted Jack. He was the shiny, new thing.
I hated him.
Everyone said I finally got the little brother I always wanted.
I had to remind them that a male dog was not what I had in mind.