The Adventures of Walking Sandy

Walking our dog Sandy has always been an adventure but tonight was the worst. She could smell all the kids and candy that was in the air and wouldn't walk well at all. My dad and I had to keep pulling on her and practically dragging her down the street. We normally talk her for a mile or two walk but tonight you were lucky to get her two blocks. It was one of the most frustrating things I've had to deal with lately. She is a hard headed dog and never listens anyways. Tonight she made me wish that we never got her in the first place. And I got to thinking we wouldn't have her if my sister would have asked for something like jewelry from her boyfriend for her birthday instead she said, "I want to hear it barking in the box." Thanks, sis, I love you too. At times I think about how it would be so much easier with out a dog. We have to walk her, give her medicine, and then we have to feed her. Feeding her is a challenge too, she hardly ever eats but somehow she still manages to weight forty pounds. I'm just waiting for her to get really old to the point where all she'll want to do is sit on the couch and sleep and won't bark at anything.