What a blast from the past (lame.. couldn't think of anything more clever)! The last time I blogged from my parents' house was when I still lived here, which will be 2 years ago in April. As incredible as living on my own is, one major downside is that the only laundry machines in my building cost a fortune to use. Lucky for me, my parents happen to live about a 3 minute drive away and they are generous enough to let me use there machines for free, plus I get to hang out with my parents and my puppy, Maggie, for the day!
Maggie and I have a little thing we do, where whenever I hear the washing machine chime I excitedly say "MAGGIE WANNA DO LAUNDRY?!" and she jumps up and goes down the the basement with me and digs through all my dirty laundry while I sort it. It's so unbelievably uncool, but she's too cute for me to not get all excited about. I was so against getting a smaller dog after our black lab passed away, but the second I picked her out I became a hysterical, crazy little dog lady. Brad just shakes his head when I run through the door to my parent's house and start squealing with happiness to see her fly around the corner and jump into my arms.
As soon as I've arrived, Maggie expects that I will go into the kitchen and sit at the bar stools with her on my lap (she even barks at the empty chair if we don't do that immediately). My mom taught her the important commands like "sit" and "stay", whereas I am the one responsible for successfully teaching her to spin in a circle, and dance on her hind legs.
So yep, after being a big dog person my entire life, I finally get what this whole "little dog" thing is all about. But let's get real.. who wouldn't be for that little smoosh-face!