I hate all the whininess here. I really am so sorry you guys. Ugh. Let’s get back to Monkey for a moment.
On Saturday, Monkey was begging to “walk the dogs?” I finally caved in even though it was pretty much dead last on the list of things that needed doing. We stayed in our neighborhood and had a really nice walk, Monkey was chatting with me about two topics:
- Apparently there are heffalumps in the trees in our neighborhood. Monkey saw three on our walk, a blue, a pink and a green one. This morning he saw an orange one in our backyard.
- Monkey really wants to fly on a plane. He wants to go to the airport. He wants to go fwying! When asked where he wants to fly to he says “airport” like, duh, where else would you fly to? I couldn’t really argue that.
When we got back to the house Monkey immediately asked to go for another walk. I left the older dog at home, since he can’t handle long walks anymore, and we just took the puppy ((Who at 12, is not much of a puppy anymore!)). I offered to let Monkey walk him because Barwee is really good on the leash for Monkey and, for the first time ever, Monkey took charge all by himself! He usually will only walk Barley on our street and then hands the leash over to one of us. He held Barley’s leash the entire time and did an awesome job. Now all he wants to do is “walk the dogs?” the dogs probably won’t mind 🙂