The end of last week was "one of those weeks".
If ya know what I mean.
More mentally exhausting than anything, I am actually still trying to catch up from that, but don't think the catch up will happen this week.
Well, not enough to be able to write very much anyway.
Why you ask?
Well I will tell you why, in one word....Dexter!!
I first met Dexter just over a year ago. He was so itty bitty and sweet and cute, sleeping most of his life away.
He is my Sister and Brother in law's dog. They live here in the same town with us and we relish the time with them.
He comes over every week to frolic about with our family and we adore him...(for the most part).
He has grown quite a bit in this last year and is a rather large muscular lummox of dog, still full of puppy sincerity and abandon!
He is a gorgeous brindle coated, 60 some pound, lean muscle and drool wonder of an animal.
Because of moving and all that goes with it for his owners he will be staying with us this week.
He is everything I don't care for in a dog.
Wait let me back up on that statement.
I have certain things I don't like about dogs FOR ME!
Meaning, they wouldn't work for my lifestyle and how I want to run my home.
Like for instance...drool.
Have you seen the amount of droll put out by a Boxer?? UNREAL!!!
Or another for instance, is a dog who is stronger than me.
That isn't saying much...Ha Ha Ha.
I just want to be able to physically control said beast and know that in any circumstance I won't be outdone by the dog.
There are plenty more examples which will only serve to make me look more foolish and much like a hater, so I will move on from this.
Dexter is quite well behaved, truly he is. His parents have really worked hard with him on all the basic doggy discipline. He can sit, lay down, stay, and he can even shake! He does very well with his commands...unless mightily distracted.
Hello distraction...in the form of a prissy princess, 20lbs when sopping wet, unpredictable little dog who has now been with us for 4 weeks.
Dexter is determined to playfully romp about with Shelby.
Shelby is determined to rip Dexters throat out one tiny piece at a time, because she is so (illogically) fearful for her life.
He is transfixed on her.
She is disgusted by him.
His eyes are lit with joy at the prospect of wrestling about with a fellow canine.
She rumbles in her chest when he makes his presence known in the room.
He bounces about exuberant at the very idea of being alive and having a tennis ball in his mouth.
She hides beneath my feet and fusses at him every chance she gets for his exuberance at being alive.
It is comical really!
Yes, look at how she ignores his very existence.
Now add to the this the genuine squeal and zeal of 3 children completely in love with both animals!
One in a constant state of master sergeant, ready to correct at the mildest wrong doing. (and it is not who you think it might be)
One who is an affection junky, constantly encircling the nearest dog in a tight embrace about the neck, while claiming undying love for the beast.
And yet another who utters a seemingly constant, "here puppy puppy puppy", in an unnaturally high pitched voice.
The energy in our home is palpable!!!
So, I am going to do my best to keep everyone alive and under control this week.
I think it will keep me pretty distracted and quite busy, so don't be expecting much from this end.
Although, I do tend to do quite well under pressure, so who knows...this may be my best blog week yet.
Hey, it is Monday and I am optimistic!
That was actually sarcasm!
Good bye forever, Jennifer
P.S. I am so thankful that I have this home and the ability to serve my family in such a small way as they make a very stressful move. Love you guys so very much, but this was too good a post to pass up!!
