this weekend has been crazy. my mom and sister are visiting, as well as the big dogs known as “bishop tutu” and “daddy fat sacks.” since they were dropped off at 4:40 am friday morning, it has been a roller coaster of a few days. it’s hard to get a good night’s sleep when you have a fat dog jumping up in the middle of the night and putting his head on your chest.
this is daddy fat sacks lounging on the patio.
all three dogs trying to fit on a queen size bed.
we got a blow up pool for the dogs, then we decided to just use it ourselves. then bishop tutu decided to come in and be a retard. the best part was when he was going around trying to catch the fish painted on the side of the pool. we couldn’t figure out why he was pawing at the water and then biting it.
and, of course, daddy fat sacks watches out the back door in the hope that his mom and dad would rescue him from this terrible place.