So, it's been 2 years now since we brought Maddie and Dora home from the Upper Valley Humane Society. Everyone says, "Dogs are expensive," and then you think, "expensive-shmensive. What's $85 shelter fee, a little food, and an occasional vet bill?" THEN you realize that the expenses those folks were actually talking about are the dog-induced property damage, as well as other unexpected bills. Dora, our boxer, has ended up costing us thousands. She digs holes in the yard whenever the mood strikes her....she REALLY can't resist morning dirt. There have been numerous damaged dog crates and other means of containment. There was the emergency vet visit after she ate a whole plush toy and had white stuffing coming out of her behind. Then, of course, there was this lovely day in November of 2006 when she literally ate our otherwise pristine linoleum kitchen floor. It's been cratesville for both our furry princesses ever since.
Now, in an effort to sell our house in this super-competetive market, we have been sprucing everything up. Thanks to Dora, we now have beautiful tile in our kitchen.
After we all returned from a neighborhood walk this afternoon, Dora yakked in two huge spots on the freshly shampooed carpet. Jon was trying to console a fussy Andrew at the time and I was attempting to avoid burning dinner. A stressful snapshot, to say the least.
Later on, Dora heard something outside, did her Scooby-Doo growl, and I asked her who she was protecting us from. Reflecting upon all her past and present house-defiling behaviors, Jon said, "She's protecting us from potential home-buyers."
I really hope he's not right.
2 comments:
Tee hee. They make life interesting, right? Why do they always have to throw-up on the carpet? Couldn't they, just once, barf on the tile? I didn't know we had the same yellow-colored walls in our houses. I'm not totally thrilled with ours because with the red couches, I feel like we're in a McDonald's. It was really hard to paint because of the high ceilings in the hallway and I told Kevin right after we painted that I wasn't sure I liked the color. He said, "I want a divorce." Guess we're keeping the yellow for a while.
LOLOL. I agree about McD's. I also learned AFTER painting that the colors are always a little darker on the walls than they are on the swatches you pick out. This is one of the many hazards of renting for years and not being allowed to paint, thus, not knowing the first thing about it. Jon and I were also nearly divorced during and after the paint jobs.
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