other people’s kids

So, we’re babysitting someone else’s dog. A “calm” dog, like our Mazy.

Except, the definition of calm seems to have taken a turn.

She’s likely just missing her family and keyed up/anxious about a new environment, but, man, a complete and total lack of sleep due to a whimpering, barking and constantly running/nuzzling dog is not my idea of calm.

All I want is a quiet life with good food, good books, and people who treat each other nicely.

Target: 1400 words
Written: 1328 words, novel: Father Lightning

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