20 August 2009 @ 09:31 pm
Taking out the dogs  
Don't you love how your bostons don't seems to understand that mummy can't take them out naked in the morning?

Here's a conversation I have every morning

Me: Just hold on a second guys, I can't find my bra

Sam: Oh come on, I don't know why you wear that thing anyways.

Me: Well you wouldn't, you're a dog, a boy dog at that, albiet with no balls.


Me: If you keep distracting me, this will take longer!! (Pulling on pants)

Sam: No one is going to notice.

DeeDee: Yeah, it will be really quick, nobody cares.

both bostons: MOOOOOOOM!!!! WE GOTTA GO!! (At this point Sam is usually throwing himself at the door)


Sam: (in a bratty voice) I'll stop when you come out here!

(I'm trying to put on deodorant and a shirt at the same time)

DeeDee: Mummy, you looked fine before, I'm not wearing anything and I can go out.

(finally leash them all up, put on flip flops, go airborne on the second flight of stairs as Sam pretends he's a magic flying reindeer, and I'm santa's sleigh. They both run so fast down the hall, they run into the front door almost everyday. I lose a flip flop doing warp speed down the steps outside. Insta-pees on both counts, Deedee starts eating all vegetation. Two simul-poos, realize I forgot poo bags, look around to see if anyone's watching, and then use an abandoned drink bottle on the side of the road to scoop up the brown treats. As I head back inside Sam puts on the complete brakes at the bottom the stairs cause he wants a walk, but I'm late for work already. I make some pleading promises and he concedes)

And that is why I'm late for work everyday. (And usually wearing whatever I found on my bedpost)
Loving Life: Boston's Rulellinthesand on August 21st, 2009 02:00 pm (UTC)
OMG that is THE best story EVER! hehehe
Karol Ann Moorekam0520 on August 21st, 2009 03:33 pm (UTC)
aaaah i know that feeling...or the one where you're dead asleep and here comes a boston licking your face and standing on top of you because she's gotta go pee!!!

atleast they're potty trained! :)

Jennylittlesunflower on August 21st, 2009 04:51 pm (UTC)
That sounds pretty familiar! That is definitely one thing I don't miss about our apartment. It was worse b/c I used to live down the street from where I taught, so there was always the chance of running into a parent or student while I was outside in my pjs at 6:30 am on a weekend morning, saying "do good pee pee for mommy!" That's always awkward.

bostonsnboxers on August 22nd, 2009 01:11 am (UTC)
LOL! We live in a house, w/fenced in yard & doggy door, and yet upon arising Buster still does the throwing himself against the door thing.
I don't envy you...