I was telling my husband that I've only been blogging for a few weeks and I'm already out of stuff to say.
After he stopped laughing at the thought of me with nothing to say, he said I should blog about "A boy and his dog". So here goes.
My husband got a dog. Technically, we all got a dog, but he REALLY wanted this dog! (Does that sound familiar to anyone else? :D Anyone with children, or if your husband is "Noah" reincarnated like mine is?) This one is an English Cream Golden Retriever. We have named him Luke and he came with a good foundation of training. We've got work to do still, but today, he rang the bell (Yes, you read that right...our not-so-little gentleman rings a bell that hangs from the doorknob to tell us he needs to go out!) every time, and had no accidents inside. (Except the puke...but I'm not counting that, because nobody MEANS to puke, right?) We also own two little Yorkies, and I was worried that Luke would eat them for a snack. However, they've been getting along surprisingly well!...Mostly...!
Did I mention how excited I am for this dog? No? Okay.
Sigh.
4 comments:
See, you said "A Boy and His Dog" and I was wondering about that. Shouldn't it be "A Boy and His Dog...and His Other Dogs...and His Birds...and His fish...and His Guinea Pig...and His Cat...and His.."
Yeah, nevermind. That title's too long.
You have nothing to say!! Why doesn't that happpen when we are around each other??? Ha Ha
Dad
Shawn: Favorite Comment EVER!!! Laughed so hard, for so long!
Dad: You'd be so bored if I ever shut up! :D
Bahahaha! Noah could have my dog! Although...she peed outside today!
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