Whit brought Willow for the weekend because she was to get spayed on Monday. Turns out, Whit probably waited a little too long.... I told her that if she didn't find something to do with this dog she would have to go back home... this was the result....

As you can see, Pebbles was as dumbfounded as Tony and me when we got home from a dinner party (BTW... it was the best meatloaf ever!) I had to deal with this dumb puppy all weekend with the swishing diaper. I guess God was smiling on us and figured we don't have enough to laugh about in our lives..... I beg to differ! Guess what? Whit had the wrong date written down and Willow isn't scheduled for surgery for another 2 weeks! UGH!