I started out my life in a scary and dark place called a shelter. One day, When I was a puppy, I was adopted by a wonderful mommy and daddy. They thought I was as cute as a button! They loved me so much that they adopted and named me Kai.

I was so happy that I could bark my lungs out! My mommy and daddy took me to my new home, and I got comfortable fast. They let me sleep anywhere I wanted! I couldn't have asked for a better life.

Even though I had the best mommy and daddy ever, I didn't feel whole. I would get super sad a lot of the time. It would feel like my heart would break into a million pieces when mommy and daddy would leave. I only had my stuffed animals when they would leave.

I would cry every time I saw my mommy or daddy leave through the door. I always thought they were never going to come back! I would feel so abandoned when they would leave. I never knew where they were going, but they would aways tell me that they were going to "work". I didn't like that word.

I would bark and howl all day until they came. I would howl so loud like a siren! The neighbors didn't like me. I was just so sad When mommy and daddy would go to work because I didn't want to be alone. I wouldn't want to be alone so much that I would even follow and stay in the bathroom while mommy was in there!

I wanted to spend every second of every minute with my parents that I didn't mind being with them anywhere they went or did. I even learned how to pick up laundry that was on the floor so I could help mommy out with the washing just so I could be with her!

One day, I thought my worst fear came true! My parents were away for what felt like an eternity. I had no idea what was going on, so I stayed in bed all day, sad. I waited and waited to hear them come up the stairs and open the door. 

Finally, I heard the click and my parents came through the door. Only they weren't alone...They had another puppy with them! I had no idea had to feel about this puppy because wasn't I the puppy already?

I was really nervous when I saw him because I didn't know what kind of dog he was. What if he chewed shoes or chewed the couch? I was worried about what this little rascal would to do to mommy and daddy's house! I immediately knew I had to train him the best I could do. I was going to be the best big brother ever!

My parents named him "Zachary-Doo" but called him "Zac" for short. He kind of looked like me. We had the same color fur and eyes that I thought he was going to be my twin! He smelled weird so I didn't know how to feel about him for a while.

I wanted to be Zacs friend, but I was still very unsure about him. He kept taking my toys, my food, and even my water! It felt so unfair, and my parents were giving him so much attention. I felt like a ghost. I wanted to play with him, but he was so tiny that I kept running him over.

A couple days had passed and Zac and I, weren't on good terms. I was jealous and I couldn't stand his crying! He kept crying for mommy and daddy which was unfair because he barely even knew them! I was crying because they were my parents first and now, they left me with a baby brother all alone!

One day, he fell asleep on me, and it felt really nice. It was hard to believe at first because he felt soft like feathers, and then I realized he started to smell like me. I felt bad because I wasn't being the nicest big brother and now, I felt like I had to protect my baby brother from everything in the world. 

We started to nap on each other every day and he felt like he was really part of the family. He started to get bigger and bigger which meant play time was a lot more fun now. We would play tug of war, fetch, and even give mommy kisses together! He started to learn from me which meant he didn't do any of the bad things that I thought he would do.

Now, we are two happy brothers that love their parents. When they leave for that awful place called "work", I don't feel so alone anymore because I have Zac. We will sit all day together waiting or sometimes even play all day until our parents get home. It is still sad to see them leave every day, but when they get home, we attack our parents with puppy kisses!  

I am super happy that mommy and daddy welcomed a baby puppy brother into our home. Without Zac, I think I would still be very sad and worried about being alone. We are two brothers ready to face the day together. We have no fear and are ready to guard our home and parents at all costs. We're super puppies!

We are the best of friends, and I find it so hard to believe that I judged him so hard. I didn't give him a chance at first when I should have. We could have been making more wonderful memories together, but I was too emotional and judgmental. He was only a baby, and I should have remembered that.

We are silly and happy together. Zac is my comfort and I'm his comfort even though we do annoy each other a little bit sometimes. We are like any other siblings, but I know I can always go to him if I'm worried.

Having different kinds of love is something I cherish in my doggy life. I have my parents love and my brothers love. It's sometimes hard to believe that I was in a dark and scary place before I found my home and family. I cherish them and the life that was given to me. I get the best cuddles, food, toys, and treats ever! 

My parents are so crazy about us that they give us Christmas presents, birthday parties, and even our own birthday cakes! They're homemade and give us doggy ice cream. Life is wonderful even though we may be unsure of the future sometimes.

The end.