Since my kids are still young, (read early twenties and no kids of there own yet), the only thing that I have to baby sit is my daughters hound the size of a small pony (black lab, 110LBs). Since it has been treated like it is her own child (read thinks he's people), it can be more than a hand full.
First day I got take care of the beast (read she dropped it off while I was still sleeping), I am awaken by Duke (the dog) standing over me in bed with his nose to my nose, and will not move away no mater what I try. After I finely get up (have to since the beast is standing on my chest and it’s getting hard to breath), he makes a dash for the back door. Ok, I have learned that his hovering over you is the sign for he has to go pee and needs to be let outside.
Now since I am the back door, and the frig is just behind me, I go to get something to drink. Wrong move, since fido can hear the frig door being opened from a mile away, he is now nosing at the back screen door, and I am forced to let him back in (read he’s a inside dog, and leaving him out back just puts him over the top).
So now I let him back in, and now have a full circus act going on back at the frig. Here he is at the frig, offering me both from paws to shake (one at a time, over and over), and doing just about doing every other trick he knows to earn a treat. So after treating the little shit to some thing to get him to stop, I go to turn on the TV to catch the morning news in peace. Wrong move since as soon as I sit down on the sofa, it’s lap time like he is a toy poodle or something. Can’t really take much of that (forcing him down and him looking at me like I’m the crazy one), so I try to go back to bed.
Again, another wrong move on my part since Monster also sleeps with her, and as soon as I lay down, I feel the thud and look over to see him laying there on the other side with his head on the other pillow and legging me to get more room on the bed. After about three times of getting him off the bed, and he getting back up, I’m now fully awake.
Ok, game plan is to find some place where I can get away from him for a few minutes (he has been shadowing me every move just way too long), and figure if I take a shower, that will do the trick. If the gods would only allow such luck, but it was not to be.
As soon as I step into the shower (read close the shower door), he starts to bark. So I open the shower door to stop him from barking, only to have him walk into the shower and sit there under the water like it’s all part of the norm. Trust me, if you thought taking a shower with your spouse hogging the water was bad; try in with a 110 lb lab that loves any form of water. So after ten minutes of trying to take a shower (read moving the nozzle, and getting repositioned by killer since he goes where every the nozzle sprays, but slightly delay in his moment from end to end of the shower to follow the water), I have about enough of it, and get out to dry myself off. I get about half way dry, when he chops on and pulls the towel away from me (he is still standing in the shower). I grab another towel, and finish drying off, while he is still holding the towel in his mouth while standing there in the shower (turn out that she makes him stay in the shower until she has towel him off, and I was just doing it all wrong again).
To make a long story short, if she has spoiled the dog this bad, I can only image what is to be of when she actual does have children that I have to baby sit. All I can say is if she does decide to drop off any of her “to-be” children, she brings their nanny with them.