the things we do for family

I spent this weekend, from Friday noon to Sunday afternoon, dog sitting for my daughter and son-in-law's three dogs - two big older dogs (we're talking boxer size here) and a smaller puppy who is not really house broken yet. It wasn't really an arduos job except for a few accident clean ups and letting them in and out of the house about 27 yimes a day and at least twice during the night. And letting them sleep with me. Shades of getting up with a baby. The really good part of this weekend is that I'm now more sure than ever that I do not want a dog, or cat, of my own. Been there, done that, as they say.  I shall continue to pat other tenants' dogs during elevator rides and therewith be happily content.