The boys are off "camping" at Lake Powell, so it's just me, Jules, and the furry girls.
My day went something like this: Up early to take out dogs. Breakfast. Back to bed. Up again, this time for good. Run: 6 miles. Discuss wedding trip details with Julie. Lifting: deadlift day - topped out with a set of 3 @ 385 lbs, farmer's walks with the 100 lb DBs, etc. Shower. Lunch at Chipotle on grocery store run. Stopped by the house - they took out the man door in the garage ... hmm. Back home to do some work. Summoned to the dog park by Bre and Oakley. Carne asada steaks for dinner - I turned mine into tacos. Another trip to the cat house, this time to drop some stuff off. Back at the dog house, laundry and ice maker cleaning! Sunday done!
Here's a picture of the girls at the park.
6 comments:
Not surprised you're in the dog house after a trip to the cat house.
Why are there 3 dogs?
You have a man door in the garage? Does Julie get a lady door?!
I'm confused. The cats and dogs live in different houses?
Oakley is there friend who lives nearby.
Ladies can also use the door. They call regular doors out of the garage "man doors" to distinguish from the garage doors that go up to allow you to drive a car in.
We have two townhouses. It's a story. The original driver was that there is a two-pet limit. But, we were also planning on Sandy being out here a bunch, and one townhouse wouldn't have worked for everything.
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