Dear Sierra:
I had the same problem once with a rabid raccoon. He followed me around morning, noon and night, baring his teeth at me and snarling. Ugh. It was so embarrassing. I think, though, that the raccoon's motives were a little different than your brother's. I'm assuming your little brother doesn't want to eat you, right? In that case you should take your brother's actions for what they are--supreme flattery!
Purrfectly yours--
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