Arriving home from work, I follow these steps:
1.) Open garage, open door to kitchen, greet Kasia and say "make the pee-pee" (signaling to go outside)
2.) Watch Kasia make the pee-pee and ensure she doesn't run off after a squirrel, neighbor or car
3.) Call Kasia to me, walk over to newly planted flower seeds and look for new growth
a.) At this point, Kasia looks at the ground, then me, then back to the ground
4.) Turn on hose and spray newly planted areas with water
5.) While spraying the hose, try and keep Kasia from playing the "The Hose Game"
6.) Turn off hose, call Kasia into the house
7.) Walk into house and check perimeter for any post-game toilet paper parades and/or eaten underpants
Once I'm in the house, work bag put away, I feed Kasia. Feeding Kasia = she goes and gets her Kong toy which is an indication that she wants me to put peanut butter in it ("peanut butter treat"). After some pb hook-up, I can then go into our bedroom and change out of my work clothes without distraction (Kasia likes to steal my socks).
After Kasia eats her Kong surprise duck dong, she then will start to play the infamous "Inside/Outside Game." This game sucks. No one wins; everybody loses.
We hung a bell on our back sliding door. When Kasia has to go out, she has been trained to hit the bell with her paw. Great concept, shitty execution. Once going, she will ring the bell 3-7 times until I let her out. Once out, she will grab the nearest stick and then want in. This charade continues for at least 10 minutes, the first half of which is mildly funny. I need a doggy door. End of story.
The Save-The-Dates went out yesterday. It's official: Chris and I are getting married.
6 more months of planning. I need to win the lottery.
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