So Jason and I just got a puppy almost 2 months ago, and I think it is worse than taking care of a baby. I worked at a daycare for awhile taking care of 5 toddlers about 1 1/2 years old, and I think I would rather choose that ravenous group of sticky whirlwinds than a puppy sometimes.
But then she makes that puppy face and I forget about all the accidents and chewing and nipping and barking and jumping up.
Someday, when we have a house, I will consider painting our fence like that and making a creepy lawn ornament that looks like the bald man...or at least I will talk about doing that instead of actually working up the courage to. Maybe I'll just end up making a drawing like that placing a hidden creep in the yard somewhere like a real Peeping Tom.
But then she makes that puppy face and I forget about all the accidents and chewing and nipping and barking and jumping up.
Not the most focused picture, but a happy pup!
Besides, when we want to give her a good walk, sometimes we take her downtown and get some ice cream for ourselves to get a double whammy. And then we get to see things like this:
Someday, when we have a house, I will consider painting our fence like that and making a creepy lawn ornament that looks like the bald man...or at least I will talk about doing that instead of actually working up the courage to. Maybe I'll just end up making a drawing like that placing a hidden creep in the yard somewhere like a real Peeping Tom.
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