Morning, My
Fam…
So, today’s
gonna be a twofer, because this all happened in one night.
First, every
night while Joey’s showering, we let The Boys out for the last time before they’re
in for the night. Sometimes, I’m still
up, because Ashley’s running late, last night was NOT one of those days, so I
was already in bed. Joey also had a new
girl, who was super sweet, which is a plus.
Anyhoo, at
9:40 Joey told Ester to let The Boys out while she finished. She times it so that she can be out of the
shower and dressed when they come in. I
was watching The Good Doctor, which I’ll
get to later. At any rate, we had no
reason to think anything was amiss…UNTIL!
After Joey
got in bed, she had Ester bring The Boys, but it was taking longer than
usual. Then, we heard her calling,
YELLING for them. WTH! OK, now, Joey and I’m stuck in bed and our
fur babies are NOT in the backyard!
After a bit, Chewy came in without Hollywood. A few minutes later, Hollywood came
sauntering in. Of course, when it’s your
kids, minutes feel like eternity, right?
We asked
Ester where they were, and she said they were in the alley, which meant the
back gate opened. This happened a couple
times before, and, of course, OUR dogs jet when other people say they can trust
their dogs to stay put. Ours,
NNNNOOOOOO! Why these dogs insist on
getting out knowing where their food (and Hollywood’s very food-driven) is, is
beyond me.
Last night
wasn’t exceptionally windy, so we don’t know how the gate opened. I have to investigate. The other HUGE variable was Ester. She was new and had no idea whether she was
the kind to go after our punks.
Thankfully, she was the kind that did.
God, we HATE
feeling vulnerable like that.
The other
fur baby incident happened this morning at 6-ish. Again, with Hollywood. We wake up to him retching ON THE BED! Anybody with kids has had them puke on
them. This wasn’t that bad, but still… Of course, we tell him to get off, but, does
he, NOOOO! He does his business, AND
PROCEEDS TO CLEAN IT UP! DISGUSTING! Of course, he had to do it two hours before
Adriana was supposed to be here. The
saving grace was it was lower than me.
Needless to say, I didn’t pull the covers up for the rest of the night,
and the comforter was the first thing to go this AM.
Now, the
thing is, if it’d been Chewy, he’d’ve at least jumped off the bed and tried to
make it to the backdoor, which we’d have to let him out, but, at least we know
he tries. Hollywood, no. He just does it wherever. It just shows how different kids are.
Never a dull
moment.
Be good to
each other.
-J-
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