Well, I'm not sure we're up to babysitting dogs anytime soon. We babysat Sheldon and Amanda's dogs last night, and Nuka jumped over the fence and took off.
We looked for that dang dog for hours. Amanda joined the hunt after she got off at 9 p.m., then the dog comes running back from across 36th street -- busy street. He stinks to high heaven, is limping and crying because his hurt leg hurts more.
Too much stress for us. We're looking forward to a quiet evening -- without dogs.
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