I now know the feeling parents get when their kids go to a sleepover, or a playdate. True freedom!
Today my husband took the dog to work (they allow dogs, how cool is that). I spent the first part of the day looking for him because I forgot he wasn't here. Then I spent the second half being glad he was away, cleaning dog hair off of everything and baking without little feet begging for things every step of the way.
I went upstairs. No feet.
I went downstairs. No feet.
I opened the pantry. No feet!!!
It was amazing.
On the other hand, I love that dog to death. I couldn't live without him.
Yesterday I got him ready for his big day out. He is quite the stinky dog, so he got a serious bath.
When he first get in, he won't look at me. He is mad.
Bubbles!
Ready to get out.
After he gets out, this is what he does.
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