So, I haven't been knitting the past two days. I've been driving to work and working long hours. Sadly I can't knit while I'm driving or sleeping. Instead of entertaining you with wool, I thought I'd relay a story from another part of my life. Yes, the dogs! (I know... you've been craving a dog story, haven't you?)
So we have a dog walker that comes twice a week. He's a lovely man. He and his wife own a pet sitting service. All they do all day is walk dogs and pat kitties. Sometimes I wish I could trade my T pass in for their life. I'm positive it must have it's drawbacks, mostly having to do with excretion which leads to my story.
Every Monday and Wednesday, Hubby and I return home after work to a note that goes like this (well exactly like this if this happened yesterday, which it did):
This was "cute" for the first couple months. I would read the note and smile, thinking of my cuties bounding through the neighborhood, smelling mailbox posts and peeing on things while I was chained to my desk. But there was a turning point. I'd skim the note saying "Yada, yada.... peed... pooped... sunshine... thanks." Then I started greeting Hubby as he came in the door with "Hey! Django and Roxie peed & pooped!!" Hubby would say, "Awesome! Good job guys!" So the note became known as the "peed & pooped" note and we started to giggle thinking about all the notes that the Lovely Dog Walker Man and his Wife have to write all day.
Hi,
Django & Roxie had a great time on our walk today and definitely enjoyed the nice weather. They both peed & pooped so they should be ok for a bit. As always, it was a pleasure. Have a great weekend!
Thanks,
Lovely Dog Walker Man
Yesterday when I returned home from work to find Hubby gone and the above note on the table with the following footnote scribbled in a different hand:
Hubby peed + pooped and went running.
3 comments:
That is SUCH A KEEPER.
Good job hubby!! You can have a "greenie" as a reward. Haddy's Mom
I must admit that I was baking apple pies once when the dog walker man came for walk time. (I think the poor guy was a bit frightened by all of us, but the dogs were thrilled to get away from us!) The poor guy came back and was seriously scrambling for a piece of paper for the p&p note. The best part was that it reminded me of the old days of babysitting Erin and Rusty. The sitter before me left detailed notes. Detailed like...
R-BM at 10:15
E-BM at 4:27
but in paragraph form with every single diaper listed and word spoken during the day. Used to crack my ass up. :)
Tell the hubby that we are all very proud of his bathroom achievements!!
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