Tom is traveling for work, and I've got full time puppy duty, and I've decided I don't like it much. I got up at 6:30 took the puppy out, and continued to take her every 4 hours. In between I tried to avoid her chewing on my feet, my pants, or trying to sit on my lap while I worked.
I took her to the park hoping to burn off some energy before the dog training class. She was wound up, and got to run off leash with some other dogs for a few minutes, but she was still full speed at the dog class. She didn't listen at all, and I now have rope burn from the leash on my hand.
Fun stuff. It makes me very glad to not be in this alone.
Tomorrow I need to go into the office, but we don't have someone lined up to take her out mid-day, so I'll be running home to let her out over lunch. Lucky puppy!
Update: As I typed this, she promptly piddled on the floor.
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