While Bingley’s Enjoying Yet Another Idyllic Robert Frost Weekend
…we are attempting to integrate Ebola’s two sweet puppies into our household for the 2 1/2 months while he’s in school, prior to LEAVING HIS MOMMY TO PCS TO GUAM FOR YEARS. (WWWAAAHHHHH!!!!!!! Of course, he’s THRILLED.)
It’s not going well, thanks to the general intransigence and overall surliness of two of OUR three cabal of ancient canines. (It just dawned on my math-challenged mind last night that Beau was NINE, not the seven I’ve been telling everyone. Katrina was in 2005, duh, ths.) They don’t brook intruders, however welcome, lightly, Cesar Millan and all the doogie advice online to the contrary and be damned.
As of yesterday, I have a bottle of Xanax for 3 of them, with enough pills lefover, I’m assured by the vet tech, for needy, anxious owners.
By this afternoon, I will also have three muzzles, so maybe we can have all five loose in the house at one time with a minimum of blood spilled, since the big crate the pups are in is just turning into a target at the moment.
Man.
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February 16, 2014 9:15 am
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So, Noah, Shem has moved back in?
And the ark’s feeling a little confined at the moment.
Knowing just which two of your canines are being intransigent and surly, you have my deepest condolences.
How much chocolate, wine and pork roll needs to shipped down?
Who said dogs are less trouble than kids?
As they say “No good deed goes unpunished”.
Good luck with the dogs. That’s a tough situation.
BE the alpha!
I haven’t seen any animal control stories on the national news yet, so here’s hoping things are going O.K. with the canines.
Jeff and Kcruella are well aquainted with my problem children and thank you all for the good wishes. Ebola leaves tonight to head to Keesler for the week, so it’s me and major dad…and five muzzles.