all because i'm dog-sitting. yes, PCD opened up her big trap and said she'd keep her neighbor's dog for a whole week. and in my mind, i was genuinely excited about the idea because i feel like i want to own a dog one day. because he's old (5 years) and seemingly calm, i thought all would be cool. then i actually took my big-mouthedness a step further and said that i'd let him sleep at my house a FEW days in said week so he won't be crazy lonely. so why when i went to get his instructions for his feedings and stuff, was he packed to stay at my house for the whole week....dog bed, suitcase, food, dog book, emergency numbers, toys, medicine and all. so i calmly tried to let her know i just wanted him to sleep maybe a night or two at our house and she was like "no, he'll be fine."
CURSES!!! i always do this. i get myself into situations and sometimes find it hard to just shut stuff down. i mean, she went on and on about how he won't be lonely now and won't have separation issues cuz he'll be with us the whole time, blah, blah. so i was like-whatev. and he has the nerve to be cute!?!?! he's really not bad....its just the extra stuff that is now in my already jam-packed schedule. like, walking him 2 times a day (which was the minimum i expected to be doing), along with feeding, brushing, giving allergy meds, eye drops, ear wipes, bacon treats in the AM, biscuit treats at night, making sure he's not terrifying lil PCD, taking her build-a-bear buddy out from his tug-of-war grasp, keeping him from scratching my doors by putting up baby gates, and keeping him from snatching my baby's food off of her tray.
*le sigh* PCD"s life....is now...a dog's life
***WHAT'S THE LAST THING YOU'VE FOUND YOURSELF DOING THAT TURNED OUT TO BE MORE THAN YOU ANTICIPATED?***