Doggy days

Are you guys tired of beach and /or dog pictures yet?

If so…sorry. This is what’s crackin’ round these parts.

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imageI’ve just noticed I haven’t taken that many pictures of Maxi, poor girl. She’s just not as cute as Spud! (don’t tell her I said that). Wait, I take that back-I just haven’t taken pictures of her on my phone, and instead have used my big ol’ fancy cam. So you’ll just have to wait for even more posts that inevitably feature dogs in my house.

Our dog sitting days so far have made it abundantly clear that our place is much too tiny for dog owning, so at least my appetite for dog-ownership is slightly sated for now. Having to go down 2 (but kinda like 4) flights of stairs just to take two pooches out for a potty break? The tiny one with a gimpy leg, who needs carrying half the time? Not really fair for the furry ones. Not to mention the little park across from our place is chock full of signs that say “no dogs”. Those signs are being fully ignored by basically everyone in the whole damn neighborhood (who puts up signs like that in a city like this??) but still. Oh, and the part where the dogs want to wake up really, really REALLY early every morning and surprise me awake by licking my elbow and being mere INCHES from my sleeping face. Terrifying. Thanks a lot Maxi. Oh and the part where I’m scared they’ll bark and the neighbors will complain/tell our landlord. We ran into our downstairs neighbor yesterday while taking them out and I had to be all “OH HEY YEAH JUST DOGSITTING, DEFINITELY NOT DOG OWNING HAHA”. It’s stressful!

My secret dog in the apartment dream has died. Officially.

But at least we have a few more days with these two!

 

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