Mummers felt sorry for Trigger/Lumpy at the pet store. Dumpy thought he could get us to like each other. Dumpy and Mummers put us in a car together. I kept nudging Dumpy's elbow trying to say "Hey Dad!!! Wassup Dad? Can I jump in your lap? Can we go faster and faster, Dad? Mummers says we're going 85, whatever that means...", but Trigger sat in the litter box shivering. What a wimpy Lumpy was.
Trigger/Lumpy was more of Mummers' boy, and I got my Daddy all to myself. But Daddy is usually gone all day and when Lumpy died, I had nobunny to make fun of. But I comforteded Dumpy/Daddy when Lumpy died, and I gotted Dumpy all to myself again.
You might like a half brother, who knows?