Lord, oh Lord. Part of me actually really likes this dog.

The other part is endlessly frustrated, but I know it’s not her fault.

She’s a dog, away from her family in an unfamiliar place. It’s likely to take more than a couple of weeks to settle in and find that routine/train her in the way we would need her.

So, we endure, trying to be as good as we can despite the lack of sleep or free moments, and we do our best for the poor little girl.

Her parents are back Sunday, and despite all the insanity of the last two weeks, I’m starting to suspect I’ll miss her.

Target: 1500 words
Written: 1270 words, novel: Father Lightning