Tales From The Babysitter Of A Mini Cha-hooy-hooy!

Ok so we have been baby sitting the inlaws dog since Saturday. I say "baby" sitting cuz this dog doesn't know he's a dog. The picture to the left is not really him, but I can't get my camera to post pictures so I stole this one off the web. It's pretty close tho. "Moose" is my F.I.L.'s dog. Yes, you read it right. His name is Moose. He thinks he is all that. He WILL NOT do anything Brian and I would like him to do while we are watching him. He just sulks around cuz his daddy is gone to disneyland! I've been taking him back down to his house during the day because he will not stop shaking when he is at mine. The kids drive him crazy......do you think I could give him some of my generic prozac?! What kinda damage would it do to a 4 pound dog from heck.

So I'm down at Moose's house today in the backyard letting him do his bizanus and here come a cat prancing thru the neighbors yard. Moose, being the studly he is thinks he can go kick some trash and starts chasing the cat through the fence! Well the cat stops and takes a swipe at him through the fence ( he's OK Warren, just an ego bruised!)

I swear if this dog doesn't loose the "tude" something like this is gonna happen!!!