So, Amy and I get home from soccer practice, and she gets in the house and yells “The dog pooped on the floor."
My thought: “That’s annoying.”
Amy: “..and it’s EVERYWHERE!”
My thought: “Great. One of the dogs has diarrhea.”
My next thought: “Oh crap… the Roomba.”
The new puppy, now named Merlin, is keeping things busy around here. (Note to self: avoid getting a new puppy during miserable weather. Standing in pouring, driving rain at 4 AM is not fun. Okay, enough whining.)
Yesterday, I wrote about the new puppy’s deworming plan. One thing I forgot to mention
