Since the beginning of March every weekend Hubby and I have been working at our old house getting it ready for new tenants. Fingers crossed they move in next month.
I try to keep my time over there to one day per weekend, usually Saturday. Most Saturdays once I am up and have had a cup of coffee, I’m heading over to the other house. Every three or four Saturdays I have to pick up dog food which makes for a crazy day.
Since my Saturdays are so jam-packed, that means all the household chores I typically spread out over two days, get done (or not) on Sundays.
To say this schedule is wearing on our household is an understatement.
And Sampson let me know exactly how mad he was yesterday, and in no uncertain terms.
Sampson is good dog. Besides his long walks in the woods, he likes nothing better than hanging out with his peeps. In fact, if Hubby is outside in the front yard working on his jeep or working in the garage, Sampson can be found hanging out in the driveway.
He’s also very smart. Last week he was hanging outside at dinner time. I stepped out the door and he looked at me. I said, “It’s time for dinner.” He followed me into the house.
Yesterday he was a good dog gone mad.
It was my day to run for dog food. I was on the road by 8:30. I drove 35 minutes to get dog food, then headed home stopping at Trader Joe’s on my way back to pick up groceries for the next three weeks. I got back to our place about 10:20, unloaded the dog and people food and turned around to head out to the other house.
As is my habit, I give the dogs their garlic tablets as I walk out. I pretend they are treats and the dogs humor me.
Jaw’s Delilah’s at her and handed Sampson his. He turned his head.
I moved the garlic tablet under his nose and he turned his head again.
I pushed the tablet into his mouth and he spit it out at me. Three times.
I gave Delilah her second one and offered the other tablet to Sampson again. Again he turned his head.
I threw the tablets in the trash and left.
I plan on wrapping it up at the other house next Saturday morning.
AFTER I walk the dogs.