Replaced by a dog

Well it's happened. We've finally got a dog, a puppy to be precise. I'm on two mindsets with this. Of course it's very cute and very sweet and the puppy itself is adorable, however I realise this is not my dog. This is a dog for my sister and for my mum which means contact time I will get with it is minimal. It gets to sleep in my sisters room, she looks after him, what am I meant to do. Nothing. I guess I'm jealous. I want the dog to love me, I want an animal to love me. Honestly I wish the cat would be so inclined, but she's not. I want something that wants to sit on my lap and be cuddled, something to be there when I'm sad. Nope not going to happen.

I'm just clearly a very fucked up person.