G received him as a birthday present two months ago. I was thinking about getting her a small rodent like a guinea pig because she loves animals, but when I brought the idea up to J he got "that" look. You know. The look that says, "Why on earth would you do something like THAT?" And he suggests getting a puppy instead. Secretly, though, that's kind of what I was hoping he'd say. I grew up with dogs and I'm allergic to cats (even though we have 2... ha!) and I can't imagine a childhood without a dog as a member of the family. So we got Max when he was 8 weeks old. What a cute little booger, don't you think?
And then you realize there are suddenly about 6 babies in the house that chew through wood, jump on tables, and bowl over everything in their way. And HOLY COW is he loud. Every morning a belting siren alarms as our wake-up call - SOMEBODY NEEDS OUT RIGHTNOW KTHX!!! Even two one-hour-long walks each day do not wear this puppy out.... somebody shoot me.
But then we discovered a dog park.
*queue the angels singing*
Forty-five minutes at the park has turned our rowdy rambunctious little guy into a fuzzy pile of sleep and that was more than six hours ago.
2 comments:
lol! Don't you wish that doggy park was right next store?! He WILL get better... in about 6 years! ;o}
actually... you should just bring Max over here for a play date with Cooper. They can run hot laps around the yard together!
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