reedy's rambles

I am watching my sister's dog until Sunday. The first night was HORRIBLE. She had no idea where she was, refused to eat, wanted to go up and down, up and down. I got 3 hrs. of sleep. I hated her.

Then . . .

We went to the park.

She ate.

She played with Lola.

She ate a little more.

We slept. For 8 uninterrupted hours.

We woke up, went potty.

I do not hate her anymore. I kind of want to keep her.