Granny to the D-O-G
Wow. No, it isn’t some rap thing. I now have living at my house 4 dogs and 2 cats. 2 of these dogs are Kelly’s doing, one is Christina’s, the rest are mine, but I don’t think I am ready for this granny gig. Dogs are annoyingly repetitive. I hate all things repetitive, there should be a disorder named for this, there probably IS a disorder named for this (me, not them).
Lucy is in heat and while I can relate to the poor thing having cramps, I am irritated beyond belief by the whining. I am saying, that yes, I have perfected putting a newborn diaper with a hole cut out for the tail on a Cha-weenie, the secret to keeping it on? packing tape on the side tabs. what I have not perfected is figuring out what to give her to ease her cramps, I don’t think Midol is the answer.
Next? This evening, Lady is going to get shaved for spring. Sophie’s already had her bi-annual haircut and there isn’t much you can do with Fiona…really, if you met her, you’d know.
Wish me luck.