The crazy day started while I was checking my email... I think to myself "Hmm, Skooter is being really quiet, that is not normal. Maybe he is sleeping. I should check on him. Nah, he is being good." Two minutes later "Hmm, he is still quiet, I will look over and see what he is doing." And to my wondering eyes should appear, but a small puppy enjoying my only white bra. Yes he broke it.
Part 2 of crazy day. Andy and I decide to cuddle up to watch a movie and possibly take a nap. Skoots needs a nap so we put him in his pen. And what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a little puppy on our lap because he is a big boy and can jump out of his pen. We were hoping this would never happen.
Part 3 of crazy day. Andy and I sit down to enjoy Arby's sandwiches. I eat both of mine. Andy has taken a few bites of his. Knock at the door which happens to be the bug man to come and talk to us about our wonderful adventures with creepy crawlers. Thinking nothing of it, we leave Skooter in the house while we show the lovely bug man around. Round 1- I come in and Skooter is sitting patiently by the cupboards. I think to myself "Man, he sure can be a good puppy." Leave again outside another door with the bug man. Round 2- I come in to answer my phone. Skooter is sitting in the same spot waiting. He was perfect. Andy walks in, sits down to eat his sandwich, and nothing was there. Yes, my perfect little boy jumped on the table and ate more than 1/2 of a large Arby's sandwich and finished off all the lettuce on my wrappers. I don't know how I missed the mess of papers all over the floor every time I walked in. I just thought Skooter was being such a good little guy. Needless to say, Skooter was very happy that night. He laid on his back/belly up for a while, pretty sure he was stuffed.


