Two years ago today, on June 21st, my Uncle Bracken came to live with us, so today felt like a good moment for a throwback. I’ve known Bracken all my life (almost, anyway). On my second day home as a pupster, the parents took me to meet my Grannie and my Uncle. It was love at first sight for me, but less so for Bracken. He didn’t appreciate me hanging from his velvety ears with my sharp pupster teeth. Or peeing all over his home with excitement. But I adored him. He was my wiser, older dude.
My Uncle Bracken,
In those first few years, we’d go for walks together at weekends. Sometimes we’d go on holiday together - Mum, Dad, Bracken and me. We had adventures. And Bracken taught me pretty much everything I know about parental training, and all the ways in which we could mould/boss around our humans to do pretty much what we want them to do. Yes, he’s a wise fellow.
And then, in June 2017, Grannie left her old home and went to live somewhere else, and Bracken came to live with us. Life changed. I was no longer an only pup. You might think this was hard for us lads but it wasn’t. Bracken might not have been delighted about my arrival back in 2011, but by this stage we were best buddies. Now, we’re inseparable.
These photos are from June 2017 to December 2018. A kinda random selection, but they all hold some memories for us.
Like that day my Uncle considered modelling for a shampoo range, then realised this required a bath.
THINGS TO KNOW ABOUT BRACKEN
1. he loves food more than anything in the world. 2. he loves his Dad more than anyone in the world. 3. he is another-level stubborn.
He can rock a bow tie.
And a neckerchief.
And a hoodie with a kinda Nordic vibe.
And a pom pom.
And what about Bracken and Mum, you might be asking? Well, their relationship is a bit more complicated. It goes something like this: Bracken loved Mum, then I turned up, and Bracken wasn’t best chuffed that Mum had chosen me. Clearly, he didn’t blame Dad for this. Just Mum. What can I say, us hounds are complex. He’s forgiven her over time. Sort of. This next photo isn’t very good, but it pretty much sums this up.
Mum: “I love this spud.” Bracken: “Just get her off me.”
Okay, yes, sometimes he loves her.
My Uncle, my best buddy, my dude.
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