Teacher Girl and her Prince Charming were feeling the need to share the love, and so they adopted a puppy. Butters is her name, and she is about the cutest dog in the land. They’ve all been learning to get along, but with both of them at work all day, Butters needed some company and that’s how she ended up with me the other day.
Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.
Henry and I spend our days as pretty laid back roomies. We walk in the morning and then he sleeps for the rest of the day. I putter, I do some laundry, do some stuff for the next Prairie Girls sale, do the checkbook, freak out about money, do some writing.
Butters is of a different mindset. From the second she walked in the door, she was looking for excitement. WHAT ARE WE GONNA DO, HUH? GO FOR A WALK? I’M GONNA EAT THE CAT FOOD. I’M GONNA EAT HENRY’S FOOD. YOU DON’T MIND IF I PEE IN THE HOUSE, DO YOU? LET’S GO FOR A WALK. HEY, I CAN HELP YOU FOLD THE TOWELS. YOU HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM? DON’T MIND ME WHILE I COME WITH YOU. I’M GONNA WALK AROUND WITH THIS PENCIL IN MY MOUTH. WE BETTER GO PICK UP MALLIE BEE. YOU LOOK LIKE YOU NEED MY HELP DRIVING. CAN WE GO FOR A WALK? HUH? CAN WE? LET’S MAKE SOME DINNER. SOUNDS LIKE THERE’S TROUBLE OUT BACK. I’LL BARK AT NOTHING TIL YOU YELL AT ME. I KNOW SOMETHING WE COULD DO. WE COULD GO FOR A WALK.
A few hours of that and I sat on the couch and fell asleep. Thankfully, Butters did the same. A whopping ten minutes later and she was up and at ’em again. I took her to my neighbor’s house who also has a dog with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder and they ran for an hour straight in the backyard. This will wear her ass out. No sirree, she still had some deposits left in the energy bank, but, thankfully Teacher Girl arrived on the scene.
I can’t say I’ll never have her over again because her cuteness more than makes up for her ADHD. Henry, on the other hand, had enough of this little piss ant bugging him and wouldn’t so much as acknowledge her for the most part. But, oh that Butters, she doesn’t tolerate being ignored and got up in his business until Henry showed her who runs this house. And what a surprise, the little Butterball didn’t take the hint.
