This was what I came home to last week. When we leave our house, we keep the dog in the kitchen eating area and close the doors so he can't roam the house. We're pretty strict about where he's allowed to be and what he can and can't do. However...
He managed to jump up onto the table. And then couldn't get down. He was up there for a good 2 hours until I came home and found him. (You'd take a picture, too. It was hilarious.) Have you ever had days like that? Where you look around and think, "How did I get here? Where do I go now?" I do. And often. This is one of those days. We've been sick, sick, sick. I'm way behind on every chore and piece of paperwork you can name. I'm supposed to be training for a half marathon and I've completely lost my desire to run--not to mention the giant setback of our stomach flu. I'm not ready for winter. I'm not ready to be a mom of a 7, 9, and 12 year old--but there's not much I can do about that.
How did I get here?
3 comments:
I fear the day I ask myself the same question. Thankfully we are moving pretty slow these days. But that doesn't mean I don't have the totally scattered brain. I can hardly complete a sentence these days....
Cute pic :)
A friend's yellow lab spends most every day on the kitchen table. He has for years (and years and years) and still hasn't figured out how to get down. :)
Wishing you better days ahead.
:) Having had a lab for a long time...My guess is that he didn't WANT to get off the table. From your picture, it looks like there's a window at the other end of the table. I'll bet the view out the window is way better from the table than it is on the floor. Labs are great jumpers...ours is in and out of pickup trucks all the time - as in, over the SIDE of the truck. :)
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