Fact: Gatsby is a part-time Fun Police, especially when it comes to his sisfur. He’s always like, “NO! YOU MAY NOT HAVE FUN!”
I think his fun policing started at the dog park inside our apartment complex. There’s a “no barking” rule and Scout likes to bark at anything that moves — fallen leaf, annoying child on a scooter, pizza delivery guy, plastic bag gently wafting in the wind, etc. If she doesn’t respond to my “Quiet!” command, I usually leash them back up and take them back home. Well, I guess Gatsby doesn’t like leaving the dog park that early so he’s been policing her every time she starts to bark. He’ll usually run up to her, tackle her, and either sit on her or stand over her so she can’t get up (classic big brother move).
So, now, every time we’re at a dog park (other than the complex) or at a meetup, if she starts to bark while playing, he will Fun Police. Because he thinks we’ll leave if she starts barking too much.