Man, having a puppy is tiring.
Piddle on the floor, poopies here and there, needing to go out every 30 minutes, me being the best chew toy on the planet...
Now let's add a twist. The other day we were out walking Nova. We went through the front yard and found one of the other tennants out there with her shitzu/dacshund, Gizmo (who for some unknown reason I keep calling Corky). He and Nova spent the next hour running around and chewing on each other.
Yesterday she came down to ask if we could do her a favor. She was asked to go out by some of her co-workers. She didn't want to leave Gizmo alone and wanted to kow if we could dog sit. It was only supposed to be for a few hours but turned into all night.
Now, Nova is only 11 weeks old now, and Gizmo is about 1 year. So from 4 o'clock when he was dropped off untill 1 am when I went to bed, the two of them were running around and beating on each other. Both dogs kept trying to get into the bedroom all night long. Scrathing and whining at the door...
Logan got up at 7 am. Yelling because one of them pooped on the floor.
Now it's almost 8:30am, both dogs are asleep on the couch. Wish I were still sleeping.
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