While the neighbors are in Florida...

I've been letting their girls out for a bathroom break in the middle of the day. Lola and Marley normally go to work with the neighbors, so they have lots of attention and lots of people to take them for little walks during the day. Marley the labrapoodle (Did I spell that right? Ah, who cares.) is recovering form her third knee operation, so we are not going for walks, we are just trying to keep everything very calm. She's a high energy dog. Lola, well Miss Lola is very calm...her idea of a big exercise is rolling on her side so you can scratch her tummy. I stop over for an hour or so around noon and let them out for a bathroom break and then I fill up their water bowls with fresh, cool water. After that I sit on the floor and chat with them for a while. Today I spent a lot of time explaining to Marley why I didn't like it when she licked my ear. I told her it had nothing to do with her bad breath, but I don't think she believed me. She takes everything so personally. Lola really doesn't care what the topic of conversation is as long as you keep rubbing her tummy. Lola and Marley have people staying with them overnight so I only have to do afternoon duty. I love watching the dogs, but I'm not sure I'd want overnight duty...I have a feeling Lola snores and Marley probably chases stuff in her sleep.

Oh Dear Lord, NOOOOOO!

Sam agreed to watch the neighbors dogs while they were in Hawaii, celebrating Paula's 50th birthday in the 50th state. They have friends spending the night to keep the dogs company but from 7AM to 7PM they need to be let out. The dogs are used to going to work with Paula and Jeff so they are used to the interaction and the frequent potty breaks.

Sooo, Sam decided to go with his Mom to take care of his 7 month old niece for the week. Than means I get to, nope HAVE to watch the dogs. Now, don't get me wrong, Marley and Lola are great girls and I would never add to pre-trip jitters by leaving them high and dry for a day time dog sitter. I go over every couple of hours, give them some attention, check their water bowls, let them out to do their business, pet them until my arms want to fall off. It all sounds pretty fun, right. WELL, Miss Marley must have wolfed down her food this morning because when I got there, she was acting funny. I thought maybe she just missed her Masters. WE are in the kitchen, heading to the back yard and suddenly she starts making a funny sound, I turn just in time to see her blow chunks all over the floor. OMG, I get to clean dog barf. Not a little bit either. Nope, a whole mother load of puke. Not to fear, I checked on Marley several extra times this morning and she was back to her old self, running around like a nutcase.

All I have to say is Sam owes me for this one. OWES ME BIG TIME. You just know that the dog won't hurl while he's taking care of it. Nope, she saves the fun stuff for old Netter.

I left a note for Bill and Judy, the night time sitters. I wouldn't let anyone walk blind into a barfing dog situation. A heads up is only fair, don't you think.

**Note** Still no dog pictures because the pictures won't download. I'm working on it. Give me a couple of days.