The family. We were a strange little band of characters trudging through life sharing diseases and toothpaste, coveting one another's desserts, hiding shampoo, borrowing money, locking each other out of our rooms, inflicting pain and kissing to heal it in the same instant, loving, laughing, defending, and trying to figure out the common thread that bound us all together. ~Erma Bombeck
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Dog and Housebreaking
I got a dog several months back. He's a cute little SOB (that cracks me up!) named Splott. Well, he's been a pretty good mutt--a cross between a beagle and a pug...they call it a puggle. Anyway, the kids love him to death (sometimes literally) and he's good to have around when I am alone, but....he can't totally get the hang of where to drop his waste products. I am getting a couple used kid gates, and going to make some modifications to the kitchen. Pads don't work 100% of the time (he misses), a crate doesnt work (he rolls in it), so this is my next deal. Wish me luck. *sigh*
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