My Kujo dog that I talked about in my very first post, is about four months old now. And she is still very much the most annoying thing I have ever known. I took her outside the other night to go to the bathroom and a guy came out of the building next to ours and asked if he could pet her. I told him at his own risk. So anyways he starts petting her and I dropped the leash on accident since she was squirming all over the place and he ended up grabbing it. After about a minute of having her on the leash he asked me if I had ever watched "The Dog Whisperer" on tv, and suggested I give Ceasar Millan a call.
She makes my son look like the best baby in the world. He is going to be 10 months old next week, and is very busy cruising the furniture and rolling around in his Whinnie the Pooh walker. He also enjoys knocking over the dvd rack and watching the movies fall everywhere. Mostly right after I finish cleaning.
My husband is great about taking them into another room when I need to rest or get something done. He also talks in his sleep which gives me another source of entertainment. He talks about lunch trays, and asks if i'm afraid of the monsters in the closet.. you know, normal things. And its a good thing he has me to tell him to get back into bed when I wake up and find him getting ready for work at midnight, thinking its time to go.
I would just like to know if everyone else's life is as unpredictable as mine or if I just belong on a late night talk show like Chelsea Handler. I have a few more stories, but those i'll save for another day..
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