stressed. very stressed. ugh.
my roommate basically put me in an "it's me or the dog" situation. it's the dog, sorry.
3 weeks. i've had both the roommate and the dog for 3 weeks. my dog is not an angel. he chews. he barks when you eat. he likes to play. he's not horrible either. he's housetrained, knows how to sit, stay, lay down... he's even getting ok with food when you eat at the table and not on the couch. i keep nice things out of his reach so he doesn't chew things that matter... though i do need a new tv remote. usually when he chews, its not to be destructive, but to get your attention.
however, springing this on me, without any indication beforehand, less than 48 hours before i go across the country for 6 days really, really sucks. changing my plans so i could live with someone only to have them move out after 3 weeks really, really sucks.
i think i found a place to board him. luckily, he came with all of his shots and is friendly. we have to go "interview" this evening to make sure he'll do well in the cage-free environment (which he will) and sign paperwork.
i also need a roommate. anyone? beuler?
i need a beer and a vacation. luckily, i get beer tonight and vacation tomorrow.
duke needs a vacation, too. 24 hours a day with other dogs to play with? its like duke disneyland.
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