My daughter is selling her house. It’s hard enough trying to keep it clean and tidy with an almost 2 year old under foot. But doing it with 2 dogs thrown into the mix was just too much. So I offered to keep her two dogs while they were showing the house. Did I mention that we also have 2 dogs, so now we have 4?
It’s been a week. A very long week.
My house, despite my best efforts to keep on top of it, smells like a kennel. Her male Westie, Roscoe, has started marking all the spots in the house that he now deems his territory. The only saving grace is that I don’t have any carpet!
At 2 a.m. this morning, Roscoe decided that he wanted to sleep in the spot where his sister, Princess, was sleeping. He spent 15 minutes crying like a stuck pig until I finally trudged downstairs to scream, “Lay down!”
I’m not sure how much longer I can make it. All I can say is that their house better sell quickly. Is anyone looking for a lovely new home? I have just the spot for you!