The Thorn In My Side - Part 2 of 4 - The Truth

Morning comes and I'm feeling sleepy, but ok. It was only the first night, what could I have expected right? He didn't know where he was. stupid. stupid. stupid.

Trent got up and took Boo boo potty. Oh, he doesn't go potty outside like a normal dog, he goes on pee pads! Anyway, Trent leaves for work and I'm feeling pretty confident. He's peed twice on the pads and the kids aren't getting ready for school because they're too busy playing with the puppy. Oh, he poops on the floor, missed the pee pad. We cleaned it up and chalked it up to not knowing where the pee pad was. stupid. stupid. stupid. We put out another pad where he pooped just in case.

We get everyone into the car and the kids beg me to bring the dog with. I wasn't crazy, I locked him in my office which has linoleum floors. He was by his crate, toys and a pee pad, what could go wrong. I thought I was golden. Well when I got home from dropping the kids off I discovered that he'd torn the pee pad to shreds. I can't be too surprised about that though, because puppies do things like that.

Trent calls me at noon to see how Carley and I were doing. Carley was fine. In heaven even. She and Boo boo were thick as thieves. He liked me too, followed me everywhere. Wanted to sit in my lap, eat off my plate. That wasn't the issue. The issue was that the dog, who was really a puppy, who was potty trained...really wasn't. I don't know what kind of house the owners had, or what kind of denial they were feeding themselves, but I had about 6 pee pads out all over my house and he maybe went on them 1.25 times during the day. Maybe.

By the time Trent and the kids were home for the evening I was done. They took over and I tried to look the other way. We had Barry & Alisa over for dinner and I'm sure they thought I as a crazy person. I was so stressed out and upset about all the potty messes I'd cleaned up. I was trying not to get too close to the dog that despite everyone being home and wanting to play kept following me around. I needed some space.

Night #2
We put Boo boo into his carrier back in the back bathroom, furthest away from our bedrooms and went to bed. As I fell asleep, Trent got out of bed and headed down the hallway. His heart was melted, I told you he was smitten the minute that "dog" arrived, and he went to go sit with him. He sat up with him until he fell asleep and was able to sneak away. Before you tilt your head and say to yourself, "Awww, so sweet" let me interject this question...where was this husband when our kids were babies????

I had to laugh at these next 2 photos b/c I've heard that toddlers and puppies are the same.
It must be true (except that Carley is already potty trained)
check out Carley and Boo boo in these photos!

both distracted by a lizard

Luke & Emry were fighting over who got to hold the leash,
which Boo boo had never been on before.
The dog has been carried his entire life! Crazy!