Well my week started out as follows: 6am wake up call by Fruitloop who has made it her mission to make sure that no one ever gets to sleep in. She wakes up the boys Flip and Champ and new mom Snoopy. Since everyone is doing the potty dance I get up and release the hounds, now mind you once I'm up Fruitloop goes back to bed because she doesn't need to go potty yet. On the way out the door we nudge the bulldog to get her moving, wake up Sandy and grab the ancient Bichon Frise, Bridgette and carry her down the steps. Now in the 30 seconds it takes to get the first crew out the door the bulldog has apparently decided she just can't wait and makes a trip to the living room to have an accident, a very, very rare thing for her so I choose not to get angry and resign myself to getting out the carpet cleaner later.
After doing the initial cleanup, it's time to bring the crew back inside. The thundering herd arrives and goes back to their respective areas to await Princess Pooper Scooper's alter ego Magical Treat Dispenser. Finally the break I've been waiting for everyone is back asleep and I can shuffle off to the kitchen to get milk for my coffee. Why do I have wet socks? I didn't go outside and walk around in the grass, oh great apparently Fruitloop decided that she had to potty afterall and since the bulldog used the living room I guess she figured she could too. I swear she's smiling at me. It's as if she's saying "Now isn't this easier than having to let me out and back in?" My life has gone to the dogs once again...
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
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LOL Fruit Loop should have been named "Piddle Paw"
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