Wednesday, September 26, 2012

World's saddest little squeaky toy...

The pup is back in her crate, right now.  She's still insecure enough with us out of the room that, if she's awake, she screams and cries until she falls asleep.  And right now...she's crying.

I just put the imp to bed, and if I hadn't shut her in her crate in the back room while I was out of the room with the imp, she'd have been screaming and crying in the living room, and would have woke the pixie. 

Only, now I can't take her out of her crate in the back room until she quiets down, or she'll get the erroneous idea that all she has to do is cry loud enough, for long enough. 

She sounds, for all the world, like someone's bouncing their foot on a rubber squeaky duck. 

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