It’s a full-time job around here, lemmetellya. We do enjoy it, though. Having one dog is plenty of work for us, since we basically treat Remy as if he’s our child. Ninety-nine percent of the time, he’s a good boy. Since the Friday arrival of our campers (Dusty and Oliver), however, he’s been a bratty, spoiled-rotten little monster, which somewhat increases the workload.
They basically dictate the day for us, which is also fine. Their humans are on vacation; why shouldn’t they be as well, right?
1. Take all three — separately — to the ladies’/men’s room.
2. Feed breakfast (separately, of course).
3. Moderate the daily post-meal discussion.
4. Brief nap while breakfast settles. (Them, not us.)
5. Supervise random flip-outs as people begin their days by walking on the sidewalk in front of our house. The nerve, seriously.
6. Revisit ladies’/men’s room.
7. After human breakfast, take two for a fun walk in the park. (I’m glad we live so close.)
8. “Listening practice.” Do your tricks, get a biscuit.
9. While Dusty and Oliver recover (they’re 12 and 9 years old, respectively), take Remy to the dog park.
10. Return home, leash ‘em up and take ‘em out. (Why didn’t we pull the trigger on that back yard fence?)
11. Hit the showers.
12. In between petting and playing and conversation and breaking up arguments, get work done. (Today’s job is to order fall music, if it’s the last thing I do. Which it probably will be. At midnight.)
13. 5:00 p.m. — feed, then repeat numbers 6 and 12 throughout the evening.
14. Bedtime: me, in the guest room with the guests, and the Thriller in our room with Remy, the toy hoarding brat dog.
Truthfully, this is not “work” for us, as we’re dyed-in-the-wool dog lovers, and Oliver and Dusty are sweet, affectionate, obedient and good-natured. We continue to discover new things about Remy, although I was hoping that food/toy aggression wouldn’t be one of them. Oh well…we work through the challenges, because he’s worth it, and deserves a happy life. Dogs are fascinating.
Tomorrow, Mavis and I travel to the Ohio State Fair to meet up with our aunts from Illinois and reminisce over lunch. Exciting! As for the Thriller, staying on the homefront? Well, you know the drill.