The dog thing. I think I'm done begging.
Why, you ask?
Because Franklin has barked nonstop all weekend. I have no idea what's gotten into him, but it's really, really, really annoying.
When he wouldn't stop barking at absolutely nothing (that humans can see, at least) at 7:42 this morning, I just looked at Rob and said that if he wants me to stop begging for that puppy, all he needs to do is tape Frankie barking and just hit "play" when I ask again.
Since it's almost two hours later and I've lost track of how often we've gone outside to try to chase him in or shut him up, I don't even think I need the tape anymore. I think the response is now imprinted on my brain. No, we DON'T need another dog. No laughing at me...
I should get us ready. I started cooking (again, no laughing, please) at 7 a.m. for my former coworkers that are coming down with their kids for lunch in a couple of hours. Sam's still in his Mater PJs and should probably be scrubbed and fluffed before they arrive.
Sunday, January 27, 2008
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2 comments:
I like the choice of words..."begging for a dog." Get it?...Begging?...Dog?
Maybe Franklin is barking because he is trying to talk to Tucker?!?!?! Maybe he is telling Tucker to just hold on... He'll have a home someday!!! Maybe he won't be barking so much if he had someone to play with... LoL.. I know I am horrible!! :)
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