The dog part

Some days I don't loooove having a dog. Sofie found a pen, chewed the end off, and left a big ink stain on the carpet. We'll see how much of that I can out. Then Sofie goes crazy when I put my shoes on because she thinks she is going on a walk. Fine, walk time. She barks and runs around and bites Tucker's feet and barks some more until we are out of the house. She's INSANE when it's "w" time. Poor Tucker just wants to escape, following me around, jumping up on me to spare his feet another bite. Taking them for a walk is not relaxing...

I need to get Sofie a bit better trained on the leash. She simply cannot walk on a short leash. She pulls and tugs and goes crazy. Argh. It's not her fault, of course, it is mine. She is so little and cute that I let her get away with murder. She can pull on the leash all day long, but it's not like she can overpower me, so I let it slide. It's hard to go back and reteach a dog something, and an owner, but I think it is time.

And, in other news, I have such a crush on Justin Timberlake. :)