Dogsitting Shanley for the Week (Named for the Street He Lives On). Whoever Said Labra-Doodles Are Insane Was 100% Correct

It's like living with Tigger from Winnie the Poo, but as a dog built like a mop. I've never had a bouncier dog in my life and every step I take, he needs to be under it. He runs defense as if he's playing the Super Bowl and he does every thing possible to keep you from moving. If you sit, he wants to be on your lap. If there's water, he wants to play in it. Beautiful creature, but in definite need of socialization, interaction, and training. 

I'm proud to say I got one class graded and now the other set of materials are coming in. It is much more lenient in the Spring semester than the Fall one, when you are up against the clock to get ready for the holidays, too. I can roll with materials coming in from this point onward.

Last night, Pam wanted guac so Leo, Bev, Nick, and I took her to a restaurant that just opened (we won't be going back). I love good S. American food, but I suppose my time in Santa Fe, New Mexico and all my trips to Texas have ruined me. I can't do these pop-up Mexican restaurants in Connecticut, especially if they are owned by White people. It doesn't make sense.  

I think Karal is ready for my dog-sitting experience to be over. She has her routine and she prefers to be the center of attention. Nope. Not with Shanley around. He's like every kid with ADHD wrapped into one furry creature. It is something to witness. Cut as can be....and soft. But as Dr. Ken Preli at Animal Companion would say, "labradoodles are nutcases."

Of course, I shouldn't type that too loud because the spazza-gazoink is actually sleeping right now. We take the rest when and where we can.