2017 - Day 118/247- Friday...

Alrighty then, it's officially been one week since we adopted the two girl dogs, Little Girl (the white one) and Callie (the one that you don't know if she is coming or going). The white one poops in the house, and we are working on that. We have still never see her take a drink of water, and we have never seen her poop. They both eat like there will not be another meal, but they don't really care for dry dog food, and the white one does not care for ice cream. How can that be? But, since she does not like ice cream, that precludes the push-me-pull-you one from having any ice cream. There is a possum that lives under the deck that leads from the house to the dog yard, and they are both fascinated with it, or they are just fascinated to hear themselves barking. Not sure which one it is. And they do indeed bark. There does not need to be anything for them to bark about, they will just bark for the hell of it. And when did dogs learn how to talk? When I was a kid growing up, none of my dogs knew how to talk. The Bear dog could talk, Maddie was happy to talk with you, and these two know how to talk as well. When did evolution get so far forward that now dogs can talk? I missed that. I was hoping for webbed fingers, but instead we got talking dogs. But otherwise, the first week was a success. Not sure if the white one will ever NOT poop in the house, but she is small, so her poop is small too. And now that we know where to look... Deeds, Actions, Changes, GIRL DOGS, Kindnesses, Whirled Peas, FUN!