And I feel like he is trying to prepare me for the baby. My stupid basset hound (who really is my baby) decided that he wanted to go outside every hour on the hour last night. The problem is, it was like a hurricane outside, so he would get to the door, look out, then look at me like I was crazy and go back to his bed. This went on all night. I am exhausted. That's all.
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Re: Somtimes I hate my dog