Doggie Follies

CJ has been a royal pain in the posterior today. I tried to drop my car off at the garage, she somehow found a way out of the yard and ran down the street after my car. Yikes. So I stuff her in the car and drop off the car at the garage. Mom is supposed to come pick me up, but meanwhile CJ is trying to get at this and that so I wind up carrying her to keep her out of trouble. (Picking her up was hard; no matter what I did, I couldn't get her back end off the ground. Turns out I was standing on her tail!) We don't have a leash or hammock in Mom's car, so nothing to stop her from getting in the front and crawling onto Mom's lap. We went to PetSmart for dog food and while CJ was good with the people (for a change) she snapped at all the other dogs. Yay. We came home and she immediately attacked Roxie. I got to haul them off each other. (Add in hauling 40 lb of dog food to carrying dogs and breaking up fights and my arms and back are killing me.) CJ then went to time out, but when I let her back in the living room her first act was to puke all over. Then she spent the rest of the night clawing and scratching at my legs.

So, anyone want a dog?