Friday, 11 March 2016

Before We Got The Dog...

...there was number of things we said we wouldn't do, much like before the baby arrives for the first time, there's great intentions there from us, as the parents / owners but who are we kidding, there's a high number of those "things" we actually end up doing, more often than not, of the sake of a slightly easier life.

  • He would be an outdoor dog....He most definitely is not an outdoor dog, as long as we are inside, so is he.
  • He would be graaaaand in the garden, it's a nice size, enclosed....he attacked the grass, the fence, whined all the time and then managed to scale the wall, jump over it and run around the green to the front door, where he sat patiently waiting for us to let him back in. This resulted in us having to fence off  a section for him, redo the grass and move his dog house to nearer the back door so we could keep an eye on him
  • He'll sleep outside, in the lovely specially made dog house we got him....he does not sleep outside
  • He'll sleep in the hall on his own bed....he does not sleep in the hall and he chews up his bed
  • He'll sleep in the middle part of stairs....he does not sleep in the middle of the stairs. Well, he does, he sleeps in our room until whatever time Luke might wake and come in with us and then he moves to the stairs, we swap the dog for the toddler
  • He'll be walked everyday....PAH! He is not walked everyday, never has been. In our defence he's a bit crazy around other dogs, but he does get free reign of the parent's garden when he goes out there and that's huge
  • He's not allowed on the couch....he's currently unconscious on the couch, sometimes he even gets wrapped up in the blanket.
  • He's definitely not allowed on the beds....he's now wormed his way into the bed in Katie's room when her and Luke wake up in the morning. White bed sheets, black dog hair, my heart is broken 
  • He'll go in the back of the car....he does no such thing, he's perches himself proudly on the passengers seat next to me

Ah he's a great bit of stuff really and is 100% part of the family as if he was a human being, he may as well be, it's like having 2 toddlers, not 1....ah it's great really, I swear, joyous! Oh look he pooped, again, for the 70th time today, where are my gloves and my pooper scooper bags and the yard brush and the bleach...life with a dog is glamorous....






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