My new dog by default and that dang fake grandbaby

Well an interesting evening. The fake grandbaby cried a lot last night. My daughter should not be allowed to procreate. She is much like me.....no patience and we enjoy a good night's sleep. The baby goes back today....thank goodness.

So on another note. I get a new pet.....not by my own choosing. I have a cat, Billie Jean (born same month Michael Jackson died), a parakeet (Lucy.....Lucy in the sky with diamonds) and some fish (cant' remember their names). Now I get a Rottweiler.

My son's dog, Zena. He found her as a puppy and took her in. She is probably one of the few Rottweilers around that didn't have her tail bobbed since she's an orphan. Now I know why they bob the tails. It's because they wag continuously and weigh about 20 lbs and they knock everything over.

She is really sweet, extremely lazy, and good natured, but now I have a new task in life....poop duty. Cannot wait to see the lawn crew when they show up to mow and a Rottweiler is running around in the yard. I may  have to be at home that day.

I'm taking her in because my son's community doesn't allow 'vicious breeds'. This dog is too lazy to stand up when getting a drink of water. So much for working out today. I'll be driving 50 miles to go pick up my latest companion. Compared to the fake baby, she will be much easier to care for.

Anyway, I wish everyone a great day!