Dog Duty
Constantly chasing after her, telling her not to do this and that, taking things away from her that she's not suppose to have, feeding her, and occasionally cleaning up after her... If you think I'm talking about Sofi, you'd be wrong.
"Jakie-Brakie", Sofi's name for my parent's "shitty-poo" (as it turns out an apt nickname for this particular shitzoo/poodle mix) arrived last night to stay for the week. And after being woken up early by her whining and barking at seeing her matriarch leave at 5:45 am, and after wiping up after her and pulling numerous children toys from her mouth... I can already say after caring for her only a couple of hours that I've no desire for a dog. I certainly don't need another bundle of energy to manage.
In regards to the wiping up after her, that wouldn't be so bad if I happened to be the first one to discover the mess. Unfortunately Jake chose to relieve herself while I was in another room getting the diaper bag ready for our trip to the library, and Isaac happened to be the first one to discover the puddle. Crawled right through it. So not only did I end up cleaning up after Jake as I was trying to get the kids to the library, I had to quarantine my son so that he wouldn't continue to explore the puddle, and once I was finished with the puddle I had to change Isaac's clothes! Ya know, it takes long enough getting out the door with two kids! Who needs a dog that goes indoors, even after having been outside may I add!
The dog feels so much like a extra child that I find myself calling him "Isaac" (and for some reason calling Isaac "Jake"... maybe because the both move around on all fours?). Honestly, if this is what it feels like to have three kids, I'm getting snipped.
"Jakie-Brakie", Sofi's name for my parent's "shitty-poo" (as it turns out an apt nickname for this particular shitzoo/poodle mix) arrived last night to stay for the week. And after being woken up early by her whining and barking at seeing her matriarch leave at 5:45 am, and after wiping up after her and pulling numerous children toys from her mouth... I can already say after caring for her only a couple of hours that I've no desire for a dog. I certainly don't need another bundle of energy to manage.
In regards to the wiping up after her, that wouldn't be so bad if I happened to be the first one to discover the mess. Unfortunately Jake chose to relieve herself while I was in another room getting the diaper bag ready for our trip to the library, and Isaac happened to be the first one to discover the puddle. Crawled right through it. So not only did I end up cleaning up after Jake as I was trying to get the kids to the library, I had to quarantine my son so that he wouldn't continue to explore the puddle, and once I was finished with the puddle I had to change Isaac's clothes! Ya know, it takes long enough getting out the door with two kids! Who needs a dog that goes indoors, even after having been outside may I add!
The dog feels so much like a extra child that I find myself calling him "Isaac" (and for some reason calling Isaac "Jake"... maybe because the both move around on all fours?). Honestly, if this is what it feels like to have three kids, I'm getting snipped.
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