Weekend from Hell. (it just goes on & on & on)

Ok.

Sometimes I secretly think...what if we did return Stirling and Mia back to the shelter - our lives were so much quieter, neater and wet dog smell free. But I look at their happy faces when I come home and the funny positions they get into when sleeping and I can't imagine our lives without them.

That said - we were sorely tempted this weekend because they ate the left over BBQ we (a party of 5) totally forgot to put it away when we went to the Casino - (tho' secretly everyone thinks its my mom's fault. heh). So that done the next day Stirling has the runs. and omigod not only does he go on the carpet while Richard was picking me up from work but he went also in the middle of the night. ARGH! why the new rug!?! If only he had opposable thumbs so he could work the patio door himself. The next day he makes it outside but does the deed in my vegetable patch!!! (SOB)

Well we know its not his fault - we have only ourselves to blame (well mom anyway. heh).

~j