My dogs drive me crazy. I knew when I was pregnant and I would complain about them and people always wanted to say, ‘Just wait until you have that baby…’ that they were wrong. My son is WAY easier to care for than my dogs. I would take a baby over a puppy any day as far as ease of use : P
I have gone through a lot of days this winter really regretting the decision to have two dogs. The cold weather has meant fewer walks for them (though between January 1 and February 9 they each walked about 45 miles), snow in the yard which Trinity runs to the door and stops cold at the sight of as if hitting an invisible barrier. With the warmer days this week I love them much better- like Peter Peter Pumpkin Eater and his wives. When the dogs can spend a couple hours in the back yard? I love them soooo much!
Trinity has been endearing herself to me slightly again through her sheer cowardice. She is terrified of many things, and it’s cute as can be because she’s like… how to say this… effing ripped. I look at her and wonder how someone who is so picky about when they go outside can just look like she has cords wrapped around her bones under that skin?! She looks like Kevin Garnett. But bigger.
But then the funnies start- (more…)
