And Sadie, though she doesn't bark or whine, has been driving me batty by being clingy. Everywhere I turn, every time I move, she's right there. I can't lift a foot or bat an eyelash without her jumping up and checking what I'm doing.
|"Every breath you take/every move you make/every step you take/I'll be watching you."|
I tell ya, I'm gonna string them all up by their toenails if this keeps up.
I have thrown all three dogs outside more times than I can count today. The shock of being thrown outside shuts them up for a minute or two. But that hasn't helped me get any work done, because then I keep running to the back door to make sure they are safe, quiet and not annoying the neighbours.
Petey and Eddie both think they are starving. I have decreased their rations as they are both too plump, and even with the addition of green beans as a filler, they still constantly head to the kitchen hoping for food. And whine when it isn't forthcoming. Even Allie the cat is meowing and chirping and hollering for food.
In frustration I feed them an hour early, giving them generous quantities to fill their tummies and shut them up. Sometimes my sanity has to take precedence over their waistlines.
Thank goodness I am getting a respite day on Saturday, when my friend Margaret is coming to stay with the dogs for the whole day while I zip down to Victoria to take in the Wildlife Photography Exhibit at the Royal B.C. Museum and to hunt for some new walking shoes.
So why does the weather forecaster says it is going to snow Saturday? SNOW. I don't drive in snow. Especially not over the Malahat.
If his forecast is correct, I am going to string him up by his toenails too.