My wife and needed to leave on a few Saturday morning errands. Justin was asleep, Ethan was gone and Logan was nowhere to be found. So, we decided to crate the dog for a little bit while we stepped out. We figured that he’d whine for a minute and maybe even bark but then settle down. After all, this would be good practice for once school started again.
Ah, the best laid plans.
When we returned from our excursion and walked in the back door, Justin was standing in the kitchen. He was beside himself. A look of manic rage adorned his face. It was obvious that he had been woken up and not in a good way.
“Blue was in his crate and Ethan let him out and got him all riled up, then he left and Blue peed everywhere. What did you tell Ethan anyway?” he shouted.
“I didn’t know Ethan was here so I didn’t tell him anything,” I replied, calmly.
Justin looked crest fallen.
“Oh, well, that’s too bad, I really want to be angry with him right now!”
- 28 July 2018
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