It's been two days and so far both Tucker and I are still alive.
This morning at 5:30 we woke up to barking. Not impressed.
Tucker and I are both pouting this week. Me because he is in my house (haha can you tell how much of a dog lover I am?) and Tucker because he does NOT get full range of the house. I'm not sure which one of us groan the loudest, I think Tucker's are so far.
Jason is glad that we can do this for his parents, as they do so much for us. I'm working on having the same attitude and am thankful it's not a puppy we are watching, but a well trained (fairly) older dog.
(Mom.. are you in shock? How many times have you squawked in dismay??)