Monday, April 13, 2009
rainy day
Well, I realized this morning that I am officially an out-of-control dog owner. Picture it: 7:30 am and it's pouring rain. I have to drag Josie off the front porch to go to the bathroom before I leave for work. She is literally planting all 4 feet and refusing to budge. I finally get her off the porch and as I am standing there, holding an umbrella over my dog as she takes a dump, I realize I am not the dog owner I thought I would be.
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Every dog owner has these moments. A month ago, our beautiful, sweet dog pulled the garbage out on the kitchen floor and proceeded to eat an entire chicken carcass (bones and all) before devouring a moldy lump of feta cheese. When we got home, we had 30 minutes to clean up before our friends came over to watch a game. It is worth the disasters....most of the time. :-)
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