Meet the Pee Machine

This past week, I have been complaining about our new puppy. So I thought I should show you a picture of the Pee Machine.

First to the left is our dog, Sydney. Jason and I got her in 1997. She was a stray then, so the Humane Society does not inow her exact age. They estimate it then at 2-3 years. So I am thinking she is about 14-15 years old. She is a chow sheltie.

Right now she is not happy that we brought home this guy:

Here is the Pee Machine. His name is Parker. He is 4 months old. We were told he was potty trained. Pft! I am a little annoyed with picking up puppy pee. He is a rottweiler Australian sheep dog. A co-worker of Jason's didn't want to send the dog back to the shelter, so we took him. Jason says so proudly that we saved him. Yeah, okay. Stop peeing in my house, stop bugging Sydney, stop humping my girls. Yes he is asserting his male dominance. Dude, you have been fix!! Stop asserting!!

So needless to say, we are still adjusting.

This is a card I made for my March Secret Sister of the SBS 26. I know she got the card, so I can post the picture.

News about Michaela: Her blood and urine test came back normal. So her doctor wants me to send her to the pediatric gastroenterologist. Of course the guy he wants me to go to is in Detroit. Yeah, I get to drive in the 'hood.