So I had to go to Chicago over the weekend for work, and the trip was an adventure to say the least. I’ll get into the wonderful details of our adventure when I recoup a little better, but I thought I would give a brief synopsis of my arrival home.
Since H’s family live in Chicago (more importantly, about a mile from where I was working), she took a trip too. We arrived home last night about 2:00 AM.
I needed to let the two puppies out to go potty, so I let them and Eve out really quick, then brought them back in. They had been in the kennel for several hours, so they were of course, more than a little hyper that Dad was home and apparently he wants to play.
As I bring them inside and try to corral them, it’s like trying to herd a dozen toddlers in a toy store – what’s this, what’s over here, can I get up on that, who’s in there, what’s that noise … not to mention that they are FAST and STRONG and NEVER go in the same direction. So as I’m scrambling to catch one, the other one is into something even worse.
The kid wakes up and starts crying, the wife is trying to cater to the Big Dog who has a booboo that she needs to pay attention to. I’ve been up since before 6:00 and have been doing heavy lifting all day, then air travel, then a 2 hour car drive home. I can barely see straight.
Evie is trying to tell me hello because I was gone for 3 days and she was SURE I was dead, so she needs to sniff me constantly to make sure I’m not an imposter. I’m herding hyper puppies into their kennels, pushing Evie off, hurrying to get to the Baby who’s now screaming his head off, Kennel! IN! Off Evie! Coming Little GUY! Quick! Come! Down! Hold! Humphrey! Iggy! Evie! Be Right There Buddy! No! HERE! STOP! COME! DOWN! HOLD! NOW!!!!!
Finally, things settle down …..
I wake up at 6:00 AM bleary eyed to go let the puppies out and as I round the corner to the office, gazing back through the double French doors is a little surprise …. There’s a little fat brown and white puppy waggling his tail at me and smiling as if to say, “Good Morning Daddy! The kennel didn’t shut, look what I did!”.
Uh Oh.
In order to hinder accidents, I had covered one of the big dogs beds with several layers of plastic sheeting, and then covered that with some bed sheets. The little Roly Poly figured out if you pull back the covers on the big dog bed, you can entertain yourself for HOURS by pulling back layers of plastic over and over again. There was also something no longer discernable on the bed. I’m sure it’s something important, but at the time I didn’t have time to discover what it actually was.
Between the 60 year old Oak Desk, the endless computer cables, pictures, and books, I’m slightly worried about what else I will discover when I get home.
I can’t wait ….
Since H’s family live in Chicago (more importantly, about a mile from where I was working), she took a trip too. We arrived home last night about 2:00 AM.
I needed to let the two puppies out to go potty, so I let them and Eve out really quick, then brought them back in. They had been in the kennel for several hours, so they were of course, more than a little hyper that Dad was home and apparently he wants to play.
As I bring them inside and try to corral them, it’s like trying to herd a dozen toddlers in a toy store – what’s this, what’s over here, can I get up on that, who’s in there, what’s that noise … not to mention that they are FAST and STRONG and NEVER go in the same direction. So as I’m scrambling to catch one, the other one is into something even worse.
The kid wakes up and starts crying, the wife is trying to cater to the Big Dog who has a booboo that she needs to pay attention to. I’ve been up since before 6:00 and have been doing heavy lifting all day, then air travel, then a 2 hour car drive home. I can barely see straight.
Evie is trying to tell me hello because I was gone for 3 days and she was SURE I was dead, so she needs to sniff me constantly to make sure I’m not an imposter. I’m herding hyper puppies into their kennels, pushing Evie off, hurrying to get to the Baby who’s now screaming his head off, Kennel! IN! Off Evie! Coming Little GUY! Quick! Come! Down! Hold! Humphrey! Iggy! Evie! Be Right There Buddy! No! HERE! STOP! COME! DOWN! HOLD! NOW!!!!!
Finally, things settle down …..
I wake up at 6:00 AM bleary eyed to go let the puppies out and as I round the corner to the office, gazing back through the double French doors is a little surprise …. There’s a little fat brown and white puppy waggling his tail at me and smiling as if to say, “Good Morning Daddy! The kennel didn’t shut, look what I did!”.
Uh Oh.
In order to hinder accidents, I had covered one of the big dogs beds with several layers of plastic sheeting, and then covered that with some bed sheets. The little Roly Poly figured out if you pull back the covers on the big dog bed, you can entertain yourself for HOURS by pulling back layers of plastic over and over again. There was also something no longer discernable on the bed. I’m sure it’s something important, but at the time I didn’t have time to discover what it actually was.
Between the 60 year old Oak Desk, the endless computer cables, pictures, and books, I’m slightly worried about what else I will discover when I get home.
I can’t wait ….
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