GT was moving to Longview and my best friend, Allison, was moving back home to prepare for a wedding. And I was all alone. So GT bought me a dog. I found the ad in a newspaper. I called, they had one female left which is what we wanted. We went and saw her. I loved her from the beginning. So sweet. So little. We asked them if we could come back in 2 days since we had plans and didnt know we would be getting a dog. I couldnt handle it. All weekend, I wanted to go get her!
Allie became my bestfriend. It was my last quarter of college and I wasnt working. Allie and I spent almost all day, every day together. I would take her to the park everyday. We would sleep together. I would get up with her all night to bring her outside to potty. I took her anywhere I went. It was like she was my child.
Then I moved to Longview and start working. Allie was inside all day by herself. We felt bad, so we thought we would get another dog for her to have a friend. Again, I found an ad in the newspaper.
We met a woman at a gas station and we met Zoe. She was covered in fleas and so dirty. We couldnt help but take her home. Now, we think the woman we got her from was running a puppy mill. We should have know, but we still would have gotten Zoe.
Our idea worked. They had a friend to play with while we were at work. The problem is they tore up things together. We were so glad when we bought a house with a backyard!
They loved the backyard. We loved it because they wouldnt tear up anything in our house and they had room to run and play. Sometimes GT and I would be home and they would still want to be outside.
As soon as we got home with Audrie, they stopped wanting to go outside. I will put them outside and they sit at the door and scratch at it until I let them in.
And, since it has been raining (and snowing) for forever it feels like, and so cold, we leave the dogs inside. Sometimes they do pee and poo in the house, strangely, they do it in the bathroom. In the bath tub.
Usually we come home to something torn up. And I just pick it up and say they are dogs. We shouldnt have left anything out for them to get into. Well, two days ago, I came home and my polka-dot trash can was broken in pieces on the floor. :( And as some of you have read on facebook, yesterday GT came home for lunch and the dogs jumped on the dining table and chewed up the first 6 pages of my scrapbook and the album.
I was upset, since I worked so hard and the first 6 pages were probably my favorite. But thats just life. I feel like it is a glimpse of things to come with children. I am not saying I wasnt upset, because I was. And now GT and I have decided no matter what they are going outside when we arent home. They have a dog house so no matter what the weather is like they will be ok. It is true--they are dogs.
I love my dogs. And it has become extremely harder to deal with them since Audrie has been born. I do know one day Audrie will be old enough to play with them! She already likes them. And oddly enough they have never done anything to her toys. We leave them out on the floor and they have never chewed on one or taken one from her blanket. I told GT I thought that was crazy. They will find the one thing in the room they can chew, my scrapbook, but will not touch her toys.
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