Check out all the infant car seats in my dining room!Today was Mommy group and I hosted. We had 9 moms, 11 kids and one dog locked in a bedroom desperate to wreak some havoc. They landed at 10 am and the last mommy left by 2:00. Phew! It was a fun time and I got to know some new moms today. After they left, I was taking Maggie out to do her thing (Peyton was down for a nap) when I encountered these two little dogs, a Shitzu and a Min Pin. They were just running around on the street (our neighborhood has a leash policy) and harassing Maggie - by harassing I mean running around her and barking torments like "ha ha, you're leashed and we're not, catch us if you can" and she would lunge at them as if to prove that being leashed could not save them from her big bad self. So anyway, I managed to grab the little shit, I mean
shitzu and read it's collar and it appeared to be from a street several miles away. There was a phone number so I decided to be a considerate fellow dog owner and call the "mama" of this little babe. I opened my door to let Maggie back in and the little Min Pin came tearing into my house, up my stairs and the shitzu followed. "How on earth am I going to get these little varmints out of my house?" Maggie was going nuts in the living room (corralled) and every time I approached the min pin, it barked - not only did it bark it's annoying AND loud high pitched bark at me, it did so just a few feet from my sleeping angel's bedroom door. To make matters worse, I received the following message when I tried to call the owner - "the person at this number is not taking calls at this time". I had no idea you could even do that! I'D like to know how to do that! Anyway, I finally shooed the little rats out of my house only to find out that they belong to my new neighbor down the street. I informed her of her wandering mutts and the neighborhood's um, policy about that and oh, by the way, "welcome to the neighborhood." Surreal.Peyton's newest thing is falling or things falling on top of him. Very traumatic for both of us. I know it's all a part of his new found freedom to get around and it will get worse before it gets better but yesterday he had his first bloody nose and today he went down multiple times. There has been a lot of tears and a lot of consoling the past two days.
Here is a photo of happier times. He was crawling around after this ball like thing. He would pick it up, toss it out in front of him and crawl after it giggling the whole time. It was so cute. Also, he will now wink back at me if I wink at him. Watch out ladies, he's about to be registered as a lethal weapon of flirtation!
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He looks sooo cute crawling after the ball (thing). You should have kept the little poopies for Peyton to chase and antagonize..:-) hugs and smooches to the little guy from Gamma......
I had a similar thing happen to me with a neighbor dog about a year ago. I let Jemma out to go to the bathroom in the front yard and this dog, about the size of Jemma, snuck out of its yard and raced straight for my house. He reached the door before I could and then Jemma followed shortly after to defend her home. Before I got into the house they had knocked over a plant which sent dirt flying, then spilled a cup of water, only to create a muddy mess that both dogs were racing through as if my house were a NASCAR track. I was late for work that morning. Neighbor dogs, hmf!
CRAZY about those dogs. Sheesh. As for the dropping things on top of himself, I remember Abigail reaching up to a tall table and spilling a tall glass of lemonade directly on her head on her first birthday. Good thing there are so many cute clothes waiting in the wings at that age. Happy Valentines Day!
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