Dang Dog

So Blake has a puppy-half boxer and half mastiff-she is adorable. Since we saw her at Christmas she's gained weight and height. If any of you saw Marley and Me, you'll relate to the experience she gave us today. It's Monday Jan. 12th, I was at work and Blake went to lunch with friends so he locked Chiquita (real name Stout) in the bathroom. When he got home, she'd pooped all over, ripped up a whole roll of toilet paper and took an inch and a half of paint off the door and trashed a pair of my reading glasses. She was in deep crap. If she wasn't so dang cute-Id kick her buns. Anyway, what a mess to clean up. Blake had things fairly under control before I got home. I put her in the kitchen behind a gate blocked with chairs and went in to clorox the floor-I heard a crash and looked up to see her face in mine. Needless to say I had to give her hugs. She's just so cute. Oh yeah, our Ellie doesn't tolerate her well, she's jealous. It was actually funny to know Blake is responsible for her and had to clean the crap. Nice payback for all the times I've cleaned up his messes. Anyway, it was an experience. Have a good one. Vic