Monday, August 02, 2010


Accident count to date: I lost count on day 4. There was one day with only a single accident, but they are averaging around three each day. I actually hope for poop because it's a lot easier to clean up. It is sick and sad and wrong that I actually hope there is shit on the floor when I go home. Sigh. I had to trim one of the pug's nails (or are they claws?) because they were so long they were starting to curl under and make it hard for him to walk. I don’t get how people who spent thousands of dollars on doggie chemo can ignore the simple stuff like that. Now that I am getting to know the dogs better, it is getting a bit easier. They are sweet dogs, I just want to sleep for more than 3 hours at a time.

The plus side of this dog sit is their DVD collection. We have the same taste in books and movies, which I am basing solely on the fact that they have a bunch of Guy Gavriel Kay books and all of Battlestar Galactica. If I have to be stuck inside hovering over a pair of decrepit pugs, at least I can have The West Wing on in the background.


Anonymous said...

when you told me about the dorky Canadian fantasy writer you didn't tell me he was Jewish! That TOTALLY just bumped him up a couple of notches. I may even read one of his books now.

Dr. Kenneth Noisewater said...

Battlestar DVD's with a cute pug in your lap sounds like a pretty chill weekend. I like it.