Oh, right I have a dog too.
Poor Lily. I have been so busy lately that we hardly get to spend anytime playing and frolicking outside. I have substituted red wine its place. Fun for me, but not for Lily. Now she just lays her head on the window sill, and sighs for all the fun she used to have. Outside. When we got out to potty she'll run around with poo half out of her butt, yet she refuses to poop because that means she has to go inside – and that my friends is supremely frustrating because seriously POOP ALREADY.
And because my heart cannot hold one more ounce of guilt, I take Lily to doggie daycare once a week. That's right doggie daycare, or as I like to call it "OH! Thank You Jesus". Best part? They have a webcam! I get watch Lily all day. Sometimes, I call people over to my cube so they too can share in the joy of watching my dog play. They are usually not as amused by this as I, but whatever.
Unfortunately, this webcam has turned into my obsession. I'm constantly watching it, and worrying whether or not Lily is well-liked and plays well with others. SEE! Am crazy!
It all started because every time I would pick her up from daycare she smelled of pee. And I started to freak out that she was the kid that always smells like pee. My kid (okay dog) is the Pee Pee Kid.
Great.
So it started out that I would just watch the webcam to make sure she was not indeed the Pee Pee Kid, or stuck in the corner somewhere getting her lunch money snatched from her.
And then I saw this!
That's her in the middle of that Daycare Orgy. She's popular alright, and apparently a swinger.
