I'm a cat person. I can't help that. Maybe it was my upbringing. Maybe it's my laziness (possibly also a result of my upbringing). Dogs are just a lot of work. They need a lot of attention.
I'm currently dog sitting a little hyper 1-year-old chihuahua mix named Jackson. Jackson is used to getting 3 or 4 walks EVERY DAY! My dog, Emmet, is lucky if he gets a walk once a week.
I thought that this would be a huge undertaking for me. In some ways, it is - Jackson has chewed apart a cat bed, muddied the floor, and pooped in the house a couple of times. He's also annoying the cats and barked maniacally all weekend long.
But there is a silver lining. He and Emmet are entertaining each other, so I don't have to. Perhaps Jackson has gotten used to all the noises of the neighborhood because he has barely barked at all today. The dogs have been so busy with each other and so quiet that I've had to check on them a couple of times to make sure they didn't escape the yard. Nope, still here.
I should give Jackson some credit for being a very well-behaved little dog. He always sits and stays when he is told to and he is pretty good at following the house rules. The picture above is Emmet and Jackson waiting very patiently for the cats to finish their dinner before diving into the kitchen to lick their bowls.
Jackson is also making me appreciate what a quiet, mellow, easy-going dog I have in Emmet.
