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Working working working…and a crazy sheltie

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One of the unforeseen consequences of having and working two jobs is that Katie has turned into a wild thing.  She was used to having me around all summer, and apparently she likes it that way.  Well, that’s understandable; so did I.  But now that I’m coming and going, away from the house for long hours at a time, she is turning into a demanding little girl when I finally walk in the door.  Like in:  “what’s up Mom?  huh?  huh?  huh?  hey, what’s to eat?  hey! hey! hey!  want to play with my ball? how about my frisbee, my doggie, my squirrel, either of my frogs?  How about the tug toy. huh? huh? huh?  poke poke…hey, I’m hungry, yes I know Dad fed me before he left, but do YOU know Dad fed me?  Maybe not?  Big eyes, whine…maybe we could play some more AND get a treat AND go outside all at the same time..huh? huh? huh? and by the way did you know that THERE ARE DEER SLEEPING IN OUR BACK YARD RIGHT THIS MINUTE!  AND YOU HAVE TO GO LOOK RIGHHHHTTTT NOOOWW!!!! CRISIS ALERT!

So I can’t seem to get anything done at home in between working shifts except play with Katie.  Which isn’t all bad you know, I just feel bad that the laundry and dishes and vacuuming aren’t done.  Not to mention Christmas stuff.  But really, Katie deserves an attentive Mom, right?  We try to practice our dog obedience homework every day but last week in class she just looked at me like she’d never heard the word “DOWN!” before.  She does it fine here…is too interested in looking for treats on the floor there.  Oh well…class is almost over for the semester.  I guess it’s just important that I can get her to DOWN! here at home.

During this crazy time I hope you and yours are remembering to spend quality time with your loved ones, people, dogs or whatever.  Even without constant reminding.

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

5 thoughts on “Working working working…and a crazy sheltie

  1. Mom always feels guilty when she leaves me to go to work. But that’s the way it is….she makes up for it by playing with me and training me lots when she is at home, so it’s ok. My grandma would say that’s the life of a dog!

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  2. Our Ma works funny hours too 😦 It drives you crazy, doesn’t it?

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  3. Miley was a little crazy when school first started and she had to stay in a crate all day. But now she is doing much better. Diana

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  4. My mom works from home…but I still drive her batty with piles of toys at her feet, nudging her leg and looking at her with those big sorrowful eyes.

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  5. Yea…they drive us batty, but they love us!

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