Once again, I'm taking care of Heather's short dogs. At least this time it's
only for the night. If you're not familiar with the other times I've cared for
these ricer dogs, check out this
article, or this
one. Fortunately, they have been fairly well behaved, only two fights broke
out so far. The first when one of the small dogs was eating all of Dog(tm)'s
food, the second over nothing at all. However, we had a pretty severe
thunderstorm roll through this afternoon that caused a wave of fear to roll over
the dogs every time lightning struck. All three were attempting to get on my lap
at once. That's about 150 lbs. of dog jumping on you, but with 12 clawed feet.
It didn't help that the power went off a few times. Fun, fun, fun.