It’s a full-time job around here, lemmetellya. We do enjoy it, though. Having one dog is plenty of work for us, since we basically treat Remy as if he’s our child. Ninety-nine percent of the time, he’s a good boy. Since the Friday arrival of our campers (Dusty and Oliver), however, he’s been a bratty, spoiled-rotten little monster, which somewhat increases the workload. 
They basically dictate the day for us, which is also fine. Their humans are on vacation; why shouldn’t they be as well, right?
The Ritual
1. Take all three — separately — to the ladies’/men’s room.
2. Feed breakfast (separately, of course).
3. Moderate the daily post-meal discussion.
4. Brief nap while breakfast settles. (Them, not us.)
5. Supervise random flip-outs as people begin their days by walking on the sidewalk in front of our house. The nerve, seriously.
6. Revisit ladies’/men’s room.
7. After human breakfast, take two for a fun walk in the park. (I’m glad we live so close.)
8. “Listening practice.” Do your tricks, get a biscuit.
9. While Dusty and Oliver recover (they’re 12 and 9 years old, respectively), take Remy to the dog park.
10. Return home, leash ’em up and take ’em out. (Why didn’t we pull the trigger on that back yard fence?)
11. Hit the showers.
12. In between petting and playing and conversation and breaking up arguments, get work done. (Today’s job is to order fall music, if it’s the last thing I do. Which it probably will be. At midnight.)
13. 5:00 p.m. — feed, then repeat numbers 6 and 12 throughout the evening.
14. Bedtime: me, in the guest room with the guests, and the Thriller in our room with Remy, the toy hoarding brat dog.
Truthfully, this is not “work” for us, as we’re dyed-in-the-wool dog lovers, and Oliver and Dusty are sweet, affectionate, obedient and good-natured. We continue to discover new things about Remy, although I was hoping that food/toy aggression wouldn’t be one of them. Oh well…we work through the challenges, because he’s worth it, and deserves a happy life. Dogs are fascinating.
Tomorrow, Mavis and I travel to the Ohio State Fair to meet up with our aunts from Illinois and reminisce over lunch. Exciting! As for the Thriller, staying on the homefront? Well, you know the drill. 
Happy Monday!
*Whew* I’m out of breath after just reading this! ;D They are good dogs, though, and you guys are the perfect people to watch the visiting family along with Remy. Remy is just letting them know that they’re “visiting” in “his” house.
All three are precious pups.
Looking forward to tomorrow, Bird!
We made it through another day, hahaha — Mama Fink is tired!
We had to separate the boys for a while tonight. Both of them advancing slowly on each other, both with teeth bared and growling. CRIPES! Get in the middle of that garbage! Ollie wouldn’t hurt a fly, but here he was, all puffed up and ready to rumble.
Good grief! (See you soon!)
Oh my! A territory war at Grammies!
*She’s MY Mom! Well she’s OUR Grammie!!* LOL
Wow, this is quite a “routine” for you two. It’s another “learning” experience for Remy as a part of his total recovery. You and Thriller are the perfect ones to guide him through it–a teacher, a psychologist and both dog lovers. Hope things improve as the week goes along
Thanks, pal! They are all keeping us hopping, that’s for sure. I like to run them ragged as much as possible, as a tired dog is a happy dog, but that makes for not a lot of time to get stuff done around here! Regardless, we’re having fun with them all, and I hope Remy’s learning a thing or two about getting along in his house!
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