So Scott's brother Jeff went down to Vegas to watch his wife play in the Mountain West Conference tournament. (Go Utes!) He asked if I could watch their Weimereiner, Bo. Now, we still have one puppy left (the lady buying her is also going down to the tournament, although unfortunately, she'll be cheering for BYU. She'll be here Monday to pick her up) So I've got two dogs and a 3 year old running underfoot these days. Holy cow. If I felt before like all I do is yell, it's worse now! "Jack, don't try to ride Bo!" "Bo! That puppy is not a chew toy!" "Lizzy! You go potty on the puppy pad not my floor!" I just know that any second I'm going to start swatting at non-existant flying pests. For heaven's sake.
As if my life wasn't chaotic enough! Let me tell you..it is SUCH a good thing I don't have any ice cream in the house or I'd be self-medicating like crazy.
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