Life Lessons From a Puppy #2

So this one will not be long and by the picture it is pretty self-explanatory but the story is as follows:
We had spent my husband's day off fishing at a friend's pond and after having a some-what frustrating day of tangling lines and losing lures we called it a day and came home. When we got home I began dinner and Nick let the puppies inside, since it was especially hot out that day. Within a few minutes sure enough the puppy, Dakota had pooped (almost diarrhea) on the living room carpet. Now we got this puppy because I wanted her and I made Nick a deal that I would deal with all house-training which yes meant I agreed to clean all messes. At the moment I was cooking though and Nick said, "It's OK I will get it" although you could tell he wasn't thrilled with the idea.

Now to set the scene my husband has an incredibly sensitive sense of smell and he will get queasy stomached very easily! So he naturally thought of an idea to make sure he could muster through the entire mess. See below.

My son of course wanted to help "spray" (the cleaner bottle) so Daddy quickly rigged him up a bandanna too! They looked so ridiculous to me cleaning up dog doodoo that I HAD to get my camera. And thus the double duo:

So very simply my life lesson learned is: Clean up your own dang stinkin' mess! It's twice as gross for someone to have to come behind and clean up the mess YOU made!

Lol, enjoy your day! And by the way the puppy is officially housebroke now so not sure where my life lessons will come from now - guess we will see!

Life lessons from a puppy

In case you don't know we have recently taken on a new puppy in our lives: Dakota, a black-tri full blood Australian Shepherd. She is an adorable lil brat that has brought lots of joy and playfulness into our home. But for those of you who have ever gotten a puppy you know it isn't all fun and games. So thus I will be doing a series called "Life lessons from a puppy" that will bring you insight into a world with a puppy and where my brain goes during these events.

Life lesson #1...

So the other day I'm walking to my bathroom to get some toilet paper to put into the spare bathroom and when I walk into my room I see this...

I go hmm...what kid got into the toilet paper to try and wipe their nose or clean their hands or whatever other reason they wanted it? So without much thought I continue into my bathroom to retrieve the toilet paper when I now realize who really got into my toilet paper. See if you can guess by what I saw:

So of course my blood starts to boil and I call out "DAKOTA!!!" in a deep harsh voice and go looking for my puppy. I do find her she gets her nose rubbed in it and put outside. When I turn back to my house and the mess of course my first thought is: "I need to blog this!" So I go get my camera and start clicking. And of course on my way to get my camera from the living room I spot yet one more mess.

Now I got it all cleaned up pretty quickly and life went on and you would think that is where the story ends but unfortunately it is not. For exactly one hour and 20 minutes later once again walking into my bathroom...

Oh yes the roll she had already shredded to half of it's size she had later returned to officially FINISH off. So one toilet paper roll, a small trash can full of shreddings, two messes, and a puppy outside I learned one of the many life lessons from a puppy:

"Be careful where you leave your 'stuff'."

(or better understood this way- "Be careful WHO you tell your troubles to")