Saturday, February 18, 2006
I'm babysitting this weekend. In a way, it's a lot like looking after someone's child. He woke me up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, he was fussy about eating his dinner, and my kid was mean to him at first.
My friends just adopted this dog from the local humane society. He had no tags, no microchip, and no one came looking for him, which is almost impossible to believe once you meet him. He has the sweetest disposition of any dog I've met in a long time. They named him Buckwheat, but I call him Buck. He loved me, and even posed for a photo.