Adventures in Babysitting.

I thought I'd try a story from my actual life. Luke's Aunt was going to be gone Saturday night and two of her animals need pills, plus for other reasons I later discovered thought it would be nice for them to have some company over night. She offered Luke the job - mainly because she deemed Luke slightly more responsible than Stacey, although I suspect it may be a favorite nephew-aunt sort of a situation. Anyway, Luke, myself, Stacey, and her friend were all supposed to stay over and help with the animals. Stacey and friend never showed up. We got a call nice and late saying that she wasn't coming. It was just Luke myself and the animals.

Did I mention there were five of them and a fairly small house? 

Seriously, three dogs, two cats, one Oakwood Cottage. We were outnumbered. Not to mention neither of us had ever dealt with that many animals at one time in such a confined space. It actually went extremely well. There was a small glass of tasty wine, almost an entire carton of ice cream between two people and some great shows on TV. Plus, we got to go out to Longhorn Steakhouse before we got to his Aunt's house as a treat and it was delicious. The animals were good but oh my god were they clingy. I don't do clingy. That's why I have cats.

There was a tiny dog (smaller than Bailey) named Daisy who ran around in a purple sweater that was actually quite cute. She ALWAYS had to be snuggling with somebody. "You're on the couch? Are you going to the couch? Can I come canicomecaniCOOOMMME?". If you picked her off your lap and set her on the floor she gave you this incredibly indignant look, and proceeded to hop right back on the couch. His Aunt warned us beforehand that Daisy will sleep with you. No matter what you do she will find a way to snuggle in bed. And of course she decided I was the best snuggler and we were officially best friends. So who do I feel hop onto bed at 3 in the morning even though the door was CLOSED? Daisy of course. She had snuck in while I was getting ready and hid underneath the bed until I was asleep along with the cat Josephine who played with the crap on the window ledge because I had mistakenly pulled the curtain down on the ledge she usually sleeps on. She was a bit upset.

Maddie was a Shelty, and she was the dog that had to follow you absolutely everywhere. "You're going to the bathroom? Don't worry I'll protect you". She was also a pacer. We were all sitting comfortably in the living room and it took Maddie 15 minutes to sit down. She wasn't the smartest dog but was still quite sweet. 

Sam (dog - looked like Lassy) and Snowy (the cat) were essentially maintenance free which was nice. Snowy was fun to play with and Sam just didn't want to be bothered. It helped me feel a little less outnumbered. 

Overall it was actually a nice evening, the house was gorgeous, and the pets were at the least entertaining. However, I will NEVER EVER have that many pets. Ever. Nope. Two is my limit thank you.