

Let me start by saying- yes, I am crazy. My little one is a pet lover- a pet LOVER. So when asked if we could dog sit a little chihuahua for a week my first response was "No way, I don't want another little kid right now." Then I thought about what a week with little Billy would mean to Elliott - Craig and I decided it would be a great idea.
I had no idea that this week of all weeks would be the week I would get some sort of crazy sore throat that hurt when I spoke and holy hell was I needed to speak and yell a little bit too. Ouch.
Elliott was so into this dog- so into this dog that his ears were incapable of working. Craig and I couldn't believe how this was- it was crazy. I haven't had to repeat myself so much in Elliott's whole life as I have had to this week. I also feel like I have raised my stinking voice more this last week than I have EVER!!! AHHHHH!!! Elliott just couldn't listen- we would be sitting there trying to tell him that Billy's neck- you know- isn't for putting our hands around- then saying it again- then AGAIN LOUDER so that we were heard. It was crazy! Elliott was in love with Billy- so in love that poor Billy spent some serious time inside of his metal gate for his own safety. Seriously- what 3 year old understands all of the ins and outs of dog do's and don'ts?
Billy is an excellent dog- seriously such a good dog and so PATIENT with Elliott. More patient than I would expect a little dog to be- however- I don't want a dog- at least not right now.
LET ME REMINISCE-
Bear with me- I have only pet sat 2 times. This time and one other- (Brooke you will probably remember this...). We pet sat this cute little baby dachshund named Ruby for 1 a week or so a few years ago- before Elliott. I was still doing weddings at the time and had a big one that weekend we had her.
Craig and I were crazy busy loading all of the flowers into the cars- Craig was backing up his pickup and I was too busy thinking about what all still needed to be loaded- which was still quite a bit and I was starting to wonder if we were going to be able to get them all into the cars.
Anyway- while backing up poor dear Ruby got ran over- right over her belly and back. Oh man! I panicked- I thought we had just killed this brand new dog.
We had to be at a wedding right then- I am sobbing holding Ruby as Craig runs to our tenants house to see where we could take her (she is a total pet girl)- she (Amy- I still owe you for this...) takes Ruby right to her vet and we head off to do the wedding.
I sobbed the whole day- Poor Craig was sad too- we were sure that we had done some serious damage to this little thing.
Anyway- finished the wedding and headed home to find out what was up with Ruby. TOTAL MIRACLE- I really couldn't have handled it if we had killed this dog- there was way too much going on in my life at the time to have this too. She was totally okay- a pinched nerve in her back and she was FINE. I saw that truck go right over her- it should have killled the little 3 pound dog.
I think I might just be done with pet sitting. One day E will have a dog. I have no doubt in my mind- man's best friend right?
















































