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It was beautiful weekend day in Ikebukuro, the sun was shining, there was a light breeze in the wind, and the temperature was just right. The Yamada brothers, Jiro and Saburo, were using the great day to take their dog out for a walk in the park. The Yamada family dog, a border collie named Ichiro, was sniffing along the ground as they walked. Ichiro’s tail was wagging as he loved spending wholesome quality time with his humans.
“What are you doing?” Saburo yelled, glaring at his older brother.
Both Ichiro and Jiro looked at Saburo in confusion. “Eh? What are you getting on my case for, pipsqueak?” Jiro asked, tilting his head back and using his height to loom over Saburo.
Saburo glared back at Jiro as he pointed to the fresh pile of dog poop that the family dog had just laid, and that Jiro had just walked past.
“You’re supposed to clean up after the dog!” Saburo scolded. “What kind of dog owner are you?”
“Hey, I’m a great owner! Besides, I’m holding Ichi’s leash. You have two free hands; you clean it up.” Jiro waved his hand dismissively at the younger brother.
“You’re a shit owner!” Saburo insulted, ready to fight Jiro. “I’m always taking care of Ichi-chan! I brush him, feed him, and pick up his poop all the time! You need to pick up the slack, idiot!”
“I’m not an idiot, you brat!”
While the two brothers were fighting, Ichiro sighed and watched. He was used to his humans’ petty fights, but he didn’t like them one bit. Why couldn’t they just all be a happy family all the time? A happy family with treats, toys and tummy rubs all the time!
“Ugh! I should have just taken Ichi-chan out by myself,” Saburo grumbled as he grabbed the dog leash from Jiro’s hand. “You can just go back home.”
“Oi! Give that back” Jiro said as he tried to take the leash back. “I was nice enough to let you come along, since you never play with Ichi enough! He needs lots of exercise, and you always get bored and tired of playing with him half way though! If anything, you’re the bad owner here!”
“Am not!”
“Are too!”
Ichiro was getting tugged around by the collar as the two boys fought over his leash.
“You’re a dumbass!”
“You’re a shut in!”
Ichiro barked loudly, letting it drag out into a howl. This was successfully able to get the attention of his two owners. The dog sat back on his two hind legs and raised one of his front paws before walking forward and licking Jiro’s hand.
“See, Ichi likes how I do things!” Jiro grinned smugly.
Ichiro then moved his snout over to Saburo, licking his hand as well.
“You like how I do things too, don’t you?” Saburo smiled, petting behind the border collie’s ears.
“I guess he’s trying to tell us that he likes both of us,” Jiro exhaled with a smile, petting Ichiro. The dog barked in agreement, wagging his tail happily. Everyone was getting along and it was great!
“Wow, I guess you can act like a big brother sometimes,” Saburo teased, grinning mischievously.
“You want to say that again shorty?” Jiro glared at the younger brother, picking up on the other’s sarcasm.
Saburo sighed, shaking his head and clicking his tongue, “Ah, I guess you’re both stupid and deaf now.”
Jiro raised a first, attempting to threaten his baby brother. “I’ll fucking take you down little man!”
“I’d love to see you try,” Saburo began to laugh, taunting his older brother.
Ichiro whinnied, laying down on the ground and covered his snout with both of his paws. It was such a nice day, and he really loved his humans, but why couldn’t they just get along?
Meanwhile, the pile of poop that started this fiasco was left forgotten by the Yamadas.