Puppy on the Run
July 6, 2009 by Lisa Beth
While I was gone last week tending to family business.… Chris was left in charge of tending to TWO CHILDREN AND TWO DOGS by himself for all of three days. I know what you are thinking. Did everyone survive??? Well, kind of.
Albeit, Chris is a great daddy, but I don’t think he fully realizes what goes into everyday life with two kids. I tend to take over most of the “everyday tasks” like feeding, bathing and clothing the children (he does take charge of feeding the dogs on most days – yeah). I do this (1.) because I don’t mind and (2.) because I’m not so sure it would get done if I didn’t do it. On the third night of my departure, Chris called me frantic about 730 pm.
CHRIS: I was letting the dogs out to potty, and the neighbors started lighting off fireworks . . . and Mia is GONE!
ME: Well, get in the car and go look for her!
CHRIS: But I have these two kids here!
ME: Throw them in the car and go.
After an hour of insistently calling to find out what was going on with no answer, I finally got Chris on the phone and found out that a neighbor a couple miles down the road had found Mia hunkered down in their garage. Thank god for dog collars. He went to pick her up and she started throwing up when he got her home. Loverly. She was so stressed out from the ordeal, she made herself throw up. The vet once told me I could put her on Prozac for her anxiety issues, but I haven’t taken that road. Yet. Prozac puppy? Maybe.
So then when Chris arrived at my parents house a day or so later, I asked if he had bathed Brooklyn at all since I had been gone. “No?” was his response. Apparently babies don’t need baths. So she got her first hotel bath in Watertown, SD. When I arrived home almost a week later, I was a little dismayed by the site of our home. It looked as though Chris had undressed himself and each of the children while walking down the hallway to the bedrooms on more than one occasion. So, even though I had been gone for almost a full week, the clothes still lay in the hallway. And he had been home a good 2.5 days by himself, while I kept the kids in Fargo. I asked him, ” How is it that you walked over these clothes in the hallway for a week without picking them up?” “Simple, ” he replied, “I just lifted my feet one inch higher!”
Smart ass.
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