project 52, week 46

ok, and i'm also thankful for...

my darn dog.

mikey once asked me why i call her my darn dog.  i replied because she does darn things like poop and pee where she's not supposed to, swallow lego bits, chew the hands and feet off of barbies, bark like a deranged pyscho killer dog whenever the doorbell rings, and sneakily try to get on the table to eat our food.  darn things like that.

but then again, she's super sweet and calm (whenever the doorbell's not ringing or some other unseen imminent danger is not present), she's chosen me as her most favorite person in the world, she'll do anything to try and protect us, she's a great under-the-table and kitchen floor vacuum cleaner, and she'll quietly sit at my feet as i type here at the computer.  small things like that make her a great family pet and are the reasons why she's managed to keep her place in this family.

but the stuff on the darn list?  i could surely do without most of those...

enter the dog.

once upon a time, i as a little girl asked for a dog.  a cocker spaniel to be exact.  my dad had wanted to get me one, but finances and circumstances just didn't allow for it.  my parents got a divorce instead.  and my dad has always felt bad that he never got to give me the dog i wanted.  or so he said when he bought us this (with our prior agreement of course):

not a cocker spaniel, but my favorite dog in recent years.

meet daisy the dog.  mikey's over the moon for her.  although he was initially disappointed that she wasn't a boy dog because now, as he said, "our house is full of girls and only two boys!"

we have to keep a close eye on lauren when she's near daisy.  the first day daisy came, lauren was all about holding her but is now a bit skittish around the puppy.  so she loves her from a afar but hasn't held her since.  allie only pets her when someone is holding her and otherwise says, "keep an eye on the dog!" while she bolts in and out of the room when daisy's out of her pen area.

phil says she's thinks i'm her mom.  well, i am the one who feeds her and cleans up after her and bathes her and is potty training her...

she's very tiny.  and looks like a wet rat after her bath.  the kids think that's hilarious.

she is a welcome addition to the family though.  she's very sweet and comes running to stay around my feet whenever she notices i've moved away from her.  it's kinda fun being the favorite human.

although mikey is most definitely her favorite boy human.  he's always very careful and gentle with her.

and so enters the dog.  cuz my life isn't crazy enough as it is.  : p