I think Dad’s a little jealous because when Mom walks into the room, I get really excited. I don’t know why — but when I see her, my tail starts spinning like a helicopter and I just can’t contain myself. She’s being very good about the whole thing as long as I don’t jump too much, but she says I absolutely must start getting used to the fact that she does not need my help going to the bathroom. Last time she left me out in the hallway and no matter how hard I ran at that door, I just couldn’t get it open. Good thing I’m just a puppy — that door’ll never stand up to a full grown Leonberger.