I read this really great e-mail from a friend last night and it inspired me to write a cute post about changing the world and being a better person but..... by the time I got around to it this morning I had something else on my mind.
I have one word for you "SCOUT" I have had it with him. We decided last night that we were going to put him in the laundry room for the night. Because throughout the night he continues to jump up onto our bed, then jump down, then shake and then make this weird licking noise.
Shawn of course doesn't hear a bit of it, but it has got to the point that I can't sleep!!!! The dumb thing is I am so strict with Jack about sleeping, but I let my dumb dog do whatever he pleases at night.
SO.... back to last night, we put Scout to bed in the laundry room, baby gate blocking the door so he can't get out. For the next three hours I hear him scratching on the gate and then he whines, then he proceeds to scratch on the gate. So now I'm really not getting any sleep. I then decide to get him out, I figures it was better to get him out before he wakes Jack up. Throughout the night Scout continued to do his nightly ritual of jumping up and down off of the bed.
The morning finally comes along and Shawn and Jack wakeup, fully rested and wonder why I am such a crab.
That's not all, Scout follows me around, right next to me, all morning begging to go out for a walk. At 8:00 I finally give in and we go for a walk.
Jack, check
Stroller, check
Cereal in stroller, check
Hotdog bun, check (to feed the duck at the pond)
Shoes, check
Leash, check
Scout, check and off we go.
We don't even make it out of the neighborhood when I see our friend Tubby (a big old golden retriever that hates scout and scout loves him.) Lucky me, Scout doesn't see him, I wave to the nice man that is his owner and we try to speed walk to pass him before Scout sees him. Just when I thought we were good my Dad drives by and sees us and pulls over to the side of the street to say hi. Scout starts to howl at the top of his lungs at him, in the mean time he sees Tubby and then he really starts to howl and bark and pull me and go crazy. So then the really mean Hayley voice has to come out and I start yelling at Scout, all while cars proceed to pass us and I look stupid trying to keep hold of scout, while trying to talk to my Dad and hold on to Jack in the stroller. Jack at this point wants to get out to see my Dad so he is crying and I'm about to cry. Anyway I tell Tubby's owner to please pass us and tell my Dad to continue on his way so that I can control my two boys.
It takes a few really hard yanks on Scouts leash but he finally stops and we head off on our walk. But little did I know that we would pass 8 other dogs along the way. (Side note: I always go on the same path for my walk so this kind of thing won't happen. I rarely have to pass a dog or a person on our walk.) I guess I missed the flier but it was apparently "walk your dog day." We ended up making to the pond where we feed the Duck, which was the fun part of the walk. I love when we come around the corner and Jack starts to say "DUCK" and the duck swims as fast as he can to us.
Well just as we are leaving the park I see two HUGE dogs come running around the bend without leashes on. We then repeat what happened at the first part of the walk times 10!!! The owner comes, finally, and calmly says come on dogs. Like he can't see that I am in major stress. I hate people that bring their dogs to parks without a leash. If you are one of them, I dare say I hate you. Now I have tears rolling down my eyes as I am yanking and yanking and yanking Scout, all while trying to push the stroller too, might I add. Well we made it home all in one piece, but like I said, I HAVE A REALLY ADORABLE PUGGLE FOR SALE, THE BEST PART ABOUT IT IS HE IS FREE AND HE COMES WITH A LEASH!