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Dog Sitting

On Sunday, we got to dog sit Misty! It was so much fun! I've missed her since I've moved so getting to play with her all day was great. It definitely didn't help with my wanting of our own puppy though. First, she came over to our apartment to play. It was so cute watching her explore. She followed Sammy around everywhere.
 Helping him make lunch

 AFter lunch, we'd been planning on going to Sammy's parents house, so we brought Misty along. She had fun exploring there as well but I was on edge the whole time, trying to make sure she didn't have an accident somewhere. I didn't want the inlays mad at me. She wanted to help Sammy's mom in the kitchen but she was a bit weirded out by that. Especially since Misty loved licking her stove. Friends, clean your stoves if Misty is around.
We spent most of the afternoon outside since she sheds a bit and that was the best place. She met the neighbors while out there. She barked a lot. She also barked at Sammy's mom for not letting her sit in the kitchen. She barked at his dad when he left then came back. She barked at Michael for leaving her sight. She's quite the character.

When we were taking Misty home, it started raining Sammy turned on the windshield wipers. She proceeded to jump at the front window and try to attack them. Naturally, Sammy kept turning them on. 
As soon as we dropped Misty off at home though, my parents had another showing on their house and needed to vacate the place. So everyone got back into the car and crashed at our place. Misty stuck her head out the window on this ride which she doesn't usually do. As soon as we pulled in our parking lot, she got her own seat in the back and settled in, just to be let out. 
 And then she fell asleep under our table because it'd been quite the fun day for her. She needed some sleep.
I loved dog sitting and now I want a dog of our own even more. But, I will also relish not having to be forever on potty watch. Love you Miss Misty!

Comments

  1. Lauren SkousenJuly 17, 2014 at 8:08 AM

    What an adorable dog! She definitely seems like a character!

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  2. AnonymousJuly 17, 2014 at 1:15 PM

    Misty and that stove picture is so adorable!

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  3. SamaraAugust 29, 2014 at 5:09 PM

    I may have a proposition for you... We should chat about it sometime soon. And also know that it's totally fine if you are not interested haha.

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