pup-sitting reminds me what it's like to have a newborn baby in the house. you wake up for every sound. every movement. every breath. every anything.
trish & jeff are gone for nine days. NINE. and we have the pups! i barely slept at all last night because i was so concerned that the doggies were gonna freak out, or piss on our wall, or.. i dunno, get hurt or something. every rattle of the dog collar and i was up. every scratch in the carpet, and i was up. every ANYTHING, i was up.
it is like having a newborn!!!!!
the best part was blake casually telling me last night, "mom, toby just tried to pee on our wall." i was like "what? what do you mean? how do you know?? are you sure he wasn't just sniffing???"
and he goes, "mom. he lifted his leg to pee on the corner. i told him no. he stopped."
great. but really- how could you get upset at faces like these (especially toby. he looks like a grouchy grandpa and it cracks me up)?