So for the first few months of Bu's life, she walked around with a half shaven body. It took quite awhile for her hair to grow back in where the vet had shaved it. It didn't matter to Bu, because she strutted around like she was "all that" anyway. Bu could never stay on her four feet for any length of time. She always had to be jumping all over everything and investigating what ever might be new in the house. It could have been the smallest of "something" and she would know that something new was in the house. Her nose would be up in the air trying to smell where this new item just may be. There was no fooling her. She'd find it. Bu was never content having her own toys or bone. She always had to have what her sister had. So Bu would let her sister chew on her bone for awhile, but as soon as Jess looked away, the ownership shifted over to Bu. She now had her sister's half chewed bone and Jess would get the new bone that Bu barely touched. She just had to have what her sister had even if it was half gone. It was a matter of showing who was in control at all times. Bossy little bitch!!!
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