My Fastest, Least Thought Through Blog Post Ever

I'm on a time crunch. And don't have much on my mind. But I want to post because it's a good habit.

I'm dogsitting again. This time for a giant fluffy dog named Faith. Here's my dilema of the moment. I am going to a friend's tonight for dinner + Auburn game + concert. I'm expected at 6:00. Which means I need to leave around 5:30. I need to shower and get ready which generally takes an hour so that takes me to 4:30. The crunch is, I need to take the dog for an extended walk, one in which she will need to do her big business (or be locked in a house for hours wishing she had done her big business). The dog walk takes half an hour. Meaning I need to go walk her at 4:00 (in six minutes) in order to keep on schedule and not have to walk her after I'm cleaned up.

No problem, right? Well . . . maybe. But she's used to being walked and doing her big business a few hours later than this. So, I wonder, will the early walk produce the desired result? It is an experiment of the likes of, what's the name of that show where those guys do things like drop a dummy in a plummeting elevator and make him jump the second before it hits the bottom to test the theory and see if he'll survive? The only TV Show name coming to mind at the moment is "What Not to Wear." Don't ask. Anyway, it's like that. MYTH BUSTERS!! Yes, thank you, whoever shouted that out.

It's 3:59pm. Time to put on my socks and shoes, grab a leash and two plastic bags (yes two, sometimes she does her big business twice!) and see what I can eke out of her. I'll keep you posted.

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4:30pm update:

And the verdict is . . .

No Big Business

What will the evening hold for Faith? What will tonight's late-night return hold for Melanie? Time will tell.