
Sarge hasn't usually slept on our bed, but ever since our furnace broke last month, (I felt bad leaving him outside of our 'space heater' heated room), he's been sleeping on our bed. The other night we were up late finishing some homework, finally got to sleep, and we were expecting a short night since we have class at 8:00 a.m. So in the middle of the night, I wake up to the sound or puking, hm...yep, wasn't Ryan. Our little doggy hadn't only thrown up once, but three times on our bed, gross eh? So we ripped off our sheet and duvet cover, went down stairs and threw them right in the washer. Then we roll right back in bed laying on the mattress with our blankets. That little stinker. As I'm going back to sleep Ry says, "That was a little taste of parenting for ya...". I still love the dog, it wasn't his fault, it's not like I can get mad. He can't run to the toilet or to the nearest garbage can. But at the same time, this is such a good experience to truly test my patience. We love our little puppy, and I love him even more since we saw
Marley & Me. Sarge is so obedient, and I love what they said in the movie..."Your dog doesn't care how much money you have, what clothes you wear, what car you drive. As long as you give them your heart, they will give you theirs." Ok cheesy, but seriously, I love coming home and see this cute little face, and I love how excited he is. Ever morning he tries to get me out of bed the second he's awake, with his ball in his mouth ready to go. Enough about Sarge, but if people can post about kids, we can post about our baby right? We love our little buddy.