So now I am a father. Not of children, but of dogs. I don't really know how it happened. About 6 months ago, my roommate found a stray and brought it home. He asked if we could keep it. It is a cute little dog; looks like a chihuahua wiener dog mix. It was very skinny and very friendly, so I said yes. I ahve taken care of this dog ever since. I have grown a little attached to it. About three weeks ago, he said that the little dog needed a friend, and that we should get another dog. I agreed. He wanted a boxer, so he looked on Craigslist and found a guy who just had boxer/rhodesian ridgeback puppies. We went to south Phoenix to look at them. THEY WERE SO CUTE! I decided that I would take one as well. (My roommate said if he moved out, he would take his dog with him). So now I was planning on 3 dogs. That is great. We went last Sunday to pick the dogs up. The guy said the only pup left after we got our two was the runt. Nobody wanted her, and if nobody took her, he was going to feed her to his PYTHON!!!! I couldn't let that happen, so I took her as well! NOW, I HAVE 4-yes 4-DOGS!!!! The last week has been exhausting as we have learned to get on a feeding, watering, peeing and pooping schedule. We have moved from a little corner of the tile floor to taking over the whole living room to being boxed in a portion of the patio to roaming the whole backyard-all in 7 days. It was fun today trying to do yardwork with 16 feet under me. I am looking forward to them growing a little more so we can go to the park, etc. Maybe this is preparation for taking on bigger responsibility? who knows.....
