I stayed late in Greensboro today, to visit a NICU with my 601 class, and Bill couldn’t come home straight after work, either. So by the time I got home, I guess Preston had had enough waiting. We try to calm him down before we let him out of his crate, since he also tends to pee when he’s excited. And then we scoop him up and carry him to the door before he pees on the carpet. Typically it’s a good plan. But not today. I picked him up, cradling him on his back AND HE STARTS TO PEE. Seriously. A huge arch of pee is spraying out of this dog, all over the hallway. The walls, the floor – maybe even the ceiling? There was some serious distance happening.
So that’s the newest adventure in owning the new puppy. In other news, this weekend rocked. I carved pumpkins with my best friends from high school (pictures are forthcoming and hilarious.) And I got to see Sara on her way back to App. And Bill and I were very productive. And I got an great new haircut – it makes me feel better about my appearance since I LOST MY NOSE RING. It just fell out one night! (I am such a mess – Bill found it the next day, but it was too late to put back in.) And the Panthers finally won a game. And now I'm going to write a paper and watch DWTS - I promise a better update sort-of soon! I'll leave you all with a few pictures to satisfy you until then :)