We have a new puppy. She’s about 7 months and her name is Lucky Dog. She was abandoned near my folks farm which is amazing. I’ve never seen a better dog. She rarely barks, she’s non-aggressive, short haired, and only about 10 inches tall. She potty trained quickly and is happy to spend most of her day lying on the heater.

We also have a new rug for the living room. I’ve been looking for one for a while. The space is an odd shape and high traffic. Also, rugs can be expensive and I wanted to make a good choice (and Toph’s really picky about soft textures). I finally decided on one, and as you know because I’m sure you read my last post, we brought it home last weekend. It’s green and soft.

Which is why I’m sure Lucky was confused this morning. I let her out of her kennel and asked if she wanted to go outside. She looked at me like I was crazy and went and curled up on the heater vent. It was 1 degree out this morning. I wouldn’t want to go pee outside either.

So, I went about my wifely duty and washed the dishes.

Imagine my surprise when I came in and my beautiful green rug had been christened by the little rat hiding on the heater, oh, excuse me, Rat Terrier.

After the initial shock wore off, and moment of abject fury, I realized that cleaning the rug wasn’t that hard. She is a small dog. It was a small puddle. And it sure was a lot warmer standing inside cleaning the rug than standing outside waiting for the dog. Maybe this wasn’t so bad.

It’s funny how weather can change your perspective on an otherwise unacceptable situation. Besides, I can imagine her confussion. It’s the only “grass” she’ll find in Michigan this time of year. :)