Furry Little Walk Nazi

[Amy Vansant Brunell]

First published on the Kid-FreeLiving.com Blog!

Mike and I started walking about three miles each morning with our dog, Gordon. If you have a dog, you know that if you do something twice in a row, you’re in a pattern. If you have a dog, don’t start something
with the dog if you don’t plan on doing it for the rest of your life at
exactly the same time of day and in exactly the same way.

The first few mornings were fine. We were into our new exercise routine. We even looked forward to it. But after a few days, our joints and muscles started to get a little tired, and we thought maybe we
should take a day off to rest.

The day we decided to take a break from walking, I woke up in the morning and sat at my desk. About the time we would usually be getting ready for our walk, I heard a rustling noise behind me. I turned around
and saw this:

Ignore him, I thought. I turned back and tried to go back to work, hoping he would go away. That’s when I heard the annoyed little grunt. I turned to see from where it came.

I turn around and try to go back to work. The back of my neck starts to feel hot. I think Gordon is actually staring lasers into the base of my skull. I hear a little foot stomp, coupled with yet another grunt. I
ignore it.

It gets quiet. Thinking Gordon must have given up and lay down, I turn to sneak a peek.

I sigh. I know I am no match for his dog-will. I decide to give in and go for the damn walk. Glowering at him, my hips already aching, I ask:

Do you want to go for a walk?

What’s that Mommy? A walk? What a novel idea. Why yes, I would like to go to a walk. Thank you for thinking of that, I never would have come up with it on my own.

It has been 12 straight days of walking. Mike and I are tired. But what can you do with that face staring beams of pure guilt straight into your soul? I can only pray for rain.

[Gail & Max]

Hahahaha! Sounds like Sunday morning at my house.....There will be no sleeping in for you! We are up by 7:30 Monday thru Saturday, do you think we could sleep in a little on Sunday? Not without the cold nose on my face by about 8am. The worst part about it, is when I get up and Max has had some attention, he jumps into my bed!! But when you have such a cute, expressive face looking at you, how do you say no?!

[Frannie & Callie]

That is hilarious and I love the photos! Callie has woken me up by staring at me before, so I know exactly how you feel!

[Jeannine Smith]

OMG I love it!! So cute and so funny! Oh those doodles they do have a way of making us do what they want!!!