
Chunky is seriously my second child. I spoil this dog way too much. But look at his brown eyes, and his little eye brows and tell me that he isn't just the cutest thing you have ever seen. I can't help myself. It's Spring Break, so Jeff is home and so are all the neighborhood kids. Yesterday the neighbor kids came over. Jeff answered the door. "Hey, Brian! It's Brian, right?" I laughed, and corrected them. They didn't miss a beat, they were selling their dog walking services. They will walk your dog around the corner and back for $.25 for the first dog, and $1 for the second. Jeff asked if they could walk two dogs separately for $.50, to which they agreed. I love kids. We don't have a second dog, so we just let them have Chunky. Not because he needed a walk, but because I am all for free enterprise. When I said, "Yeah, you guys can walk Chunky." They totally freaked. The little boy turned to his sister and yelled, "We got one! We got one!"
Chunky is not dumb. He knows kids and leashes and no adult supervision is never a fun idea. I had to shove him out the door and then shut it quickly. About three minutes later they were back at the door and as soon as I opened it, Chunky bolted inside dragging the leash. The kids were out of breath. "He really (pant), really (pant) wanted to come home!" I paid them $.50 because there were two of them.
That was a bad idea.
It's only Monday and they've been over twice today. Apparently I am the only sucker in the neighborhood. I hope Friday comes soon because I can't afford these kids being out of school all week.

1 comment:
LOL! Too funny. Remember when you used to make muffins?
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