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Originally Posted by Debbie
Wouldn't happen to have video of this would you?  |
The neighbors might. I am pretty sure that since they have witnessed numerous escapades on our deck and in our back yard, at least one of them has aimed a camera at us.
Over the last few weeks, our yard and deck have become a backdrop to the following:
Me, barefoot in a nightgown, at 3 am swearing, crying and yelling at the garden hose followed by a very tired Confed coming out to hook it up for me so that I could hose down the dog crate as she had an "accident".
Me, wearing crocs and the same above mentioned nightgown, falling and again swearing, crying and yelling at 2 am followed by the puppy barking, me yelling "speak" (any available opportunity) and then Confed coming out to see whats going on only to be yelled at since I thought he scared the dog. A few minutes later, I yell into the house, Confed returns and he is then wandering around, barefoot, in the yard trying to catch the cat Max who escaped in all the chaos.
Me, wearing only shorts and a T-Shirt, standing on the deck at 2 am saying in a very happy tone "Good Potty" to the dog who was piddling in the grass. (This happens at roughly 2-3 am nightly for our neighbors viewing pleasure - with only a slight costume change at each appearance).
Me, pregnant and wearing Mr Potato Head pajama bottoms, a sweatshirt and crocs, outside trying to shovel the snow before confed came home and took the shovel away from me.
And now me, with an ankle brace on, holding a single crutch in one hand and a piece of sausage in the other, jumping up and down mid afternoon on the deck trying to get the puppy (who has fallen asleep in front of me) to bark. I eventually gave up and threw the sausage into the yard.