posted at 4:51 pm
on Sep. 13, 2013
The Half-Assed Marathon Commitment
I had a special guest last weekend.
Caper, the wonder dog. I was dog sitting and what a blast that was. I got to play fetch, run around, rub a furry tummy, give treats, figure out why he was growling menacingly at me..
(Turns out, even though he knows the trick “roll-over”, he *hates* it. Basically, I was making him to the doggie equivalent of long division and he was trying to tell me to knock it off!)
He and Aimee got along well, if by well, you mean, Aimee hid upstairs and barfed all weekend while caper wondered what that sound was. (To be fair, she usually barfs anywhere, so this at least narrowed down the danger zone.)
Dogs are a lot of work, but a lot of fun. I think that’s a good trade-off. Hmmm…
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