I’m joining Erin for a year of 52 weeks.
This week you:
• had so much fun with your classmates at a birthday party
• declared Daddy to be the best fort builder, and spent many an hour building them
• cuddled on your bed with a book and pretzels and “read”
• rode “Fancy” the unicorn around and around and around
• tried to teach Bogey how to use the iPad.. you were very patient
Wow, 2013 was a rough year. My Dad passed away. We listed our house nearly six months ago and we’re still waiting to close. Our daycare center was turned upside down by outdated laws and greed.
But so, so, so many good things happened! We spent nearly two weeks in Paradise. I played hockey with a new team that became like a family. Daughter turned 4 and has become one amazing little girl. My Dad found peace after a long struggle that took both his body and his mind. We welcomed the sweetest, craziest puppy from our vacation on the islands. I completed my third triathlon in (personal) record time despite all of the above. And we spent a few days enjoying the fog of the north shore… just the two of us.
There’s one more night to enjoy before we say Happy New Year. We’re making Shrimp Tacos and watching The Princess Bride. Whatever you decide to do, have fun, be safe. I’ll see you next year.
For the past few weeks we’ve been sending this “little” one to Doggie Daycare. It started with the bathroom remodel. I couldn’t let our poor contractor listen to two crazies barking all day, so I removed the deeper, larger bark, even though she’s the calmer dog. The first day was hard. I didn’t want to leave her, she didn’t want me to leave. But she did okay… she “passed”. And I was able to watch her for parts of the day on their webcam.
The staff said she was a bit shy, but each day she became more outgoing and confident. Now that the bathroom is done (I owe you photos of that!), we’re just sending her one day a week to give her a break from staring out the front window. She spends the day following the staff, sniffing smaller dogs and wagging her mammoth tail. Little man (Bug) stays home. This also gives him some solo-perch-in-the-window time.
When I dropped her off this morning she leapt out of my truck the moment her leash was clicked. She flew to the door and straight to the gate. She didn’t even look back. She didn’t even look back!!
I guess my little girl is growing up. Deep sigh.
I want to know, do you send your dog(s) to doggie daycare? Do you have a dogwalker come to your house?