Mammyglicks not so boring thread got me going. I was putting all this wah-wah-wah in her thread, but decided not to be rude and tell my woes in her optomistic take on her problem day. So I'll do my own. I had to get up early to get my grandson to school. He's very good, not a problem at all. I came downstairs and no one (not even Baby Clementine) had gone in their crate, so I was happy! I let Arrow outside. He goes out first cause he does his business and comes right back in so then the girls can go out. So Brandon's having breakfast, I'm getting fresh water put out on the patio, I go to let Arrow back inside and discover there's another dog in my yard! A BIG dog I'd never seen before. But we all have 6 foot walls around our yards, so I don't see the neighborhood dogs, I just hear them. So I am outside with this dog I don't know, she wants to go in my house and so I can't open the door. I sent Brandon to go get my husband up and come help me. He comes down and says oh yeah, he knows who's dog that is, he lets her in, takes her to the front door, lets her out and goes back to bed. 
What the heck?! I figured he'd take her home and say, here's your dog, AND how did she get over the wall and into our yard to begin with? But that wasn't what he did and I had dogs to feed, and a 7 yr. old to get to school. So, whatever... Then I discover my son-in-law didn't pack my grandson a toothbrush or a lunch. So I'm trying to get all these little issues solved and not have him be late to school. I rushed out the door and left the girls in the backyard, there's a lock on the gate and my husband was here. I get home and Ida has entertained herself while I was gone by destroying a cushion on a patio chair. Yes, I said Ida, not Gertie, unbelievable as that is! There was foam rubber and fluff everywhere!! I hadn't had a cup of coffee yet, it's going to rain, so my knee is screaming! WAAAAAAH! Okay, end of rant, I feel better now. No one has to even respond to this, unless you want to hop on my band-wagon and wah-wah too!
What the heck?! I figured he'd take her home and say, here's your dog, AND how did she get over the wall and into our yard to begin with? But that wasn't what he did and I had dogs to feed, and a 7 yr. old to get to school. So, whatever... Then I discover my son-in-law didn't pack my grandson a toothbrush or a lunch. So I'm trying to get all these little issues solved and not have him be late to school. I rushed out the door and left the girls in the backyard, there's a lock on the gate and my husband was here. I get home and Ida has entertained herself while I was gone by destroying a cushion on a patio chair. Yes, I said Ida, not Gertie, unbelievable as that is! There was foam rubber and fluff everywhere!! I hadn't had a cup of coffee yet, it's going to rain, so my knee is screaming! WAAAAAAH! Okay, end of rant, I feel better now. No one has to even respond to this, unless you want to hop on my band-wagon and wah-wah too!
