I tried this out yesterday and managed to mess it up...It's my first time blogging so you need to factor in the learning curve. I think I have it now so here is what I posted before, I know it's a long read but it's my blog so I can do whatever I want.
Have you ever agreed to do something and then regretted it later? I was thinking over the last few days that I was regretting fostering 3 non-house-trained puppies. Well, you see, I have 2 children already (they are girls and turning 15 next month, aren't I being punished enough?). I also have 2 cats, one of which thinks the entire house is his litter box, and a forever dog (Bart) whose bark can grate a persons nerves in less than 5 seconds flat. He is a husky/shepherd mix and the love of my life but, sometimes, quiet would be nice. Although, now that I have 3 puppies in the house, I don't think quiet is an option!

I came home yesterday and my children, even though they are the ones who got me started on fostering rescued huskies, had still not cleaned up the puppies’ crates after they had been in them for the previous 8 hours (the puppies were in the crates, not the kids). I walk in the door, after what seemed the longest day at work in the history of work-dom, to be greeted, while still dressed in my slacks and dress shirt from work, by a wild pack of dogs covered in mud. By wild pack of dogs, I really mean 6 huskies of every shape and size and all very excited I am home but most definitely covered in mud!! Needless to say, but I will say it anyway; I was covered in mud as well before I even got through the foyer.

I had a plan, an evil plan, but never the less; a plan was in place for the evening. I had read Meeshka's blog (www.meeshkaworld.blogspot.com) and had the most wonderful plan in mind for how I was going to spend my evening! According to Meeshka, her humans spread doggie doodie over the spots where they dig and they won't dig there anymore. My huskies have been digging with a vengeance over the past few days and, of course, it is in the lushest part of my backyard. My plan was to spread the hideously stinky packages I had been left from the day before and that morning over the holes after filling them back in as best as possible. Surprisingly enough, it actually worked; I did get this accomplished in a minimal amount of time. The dogs sniffed and walked away! I was amazed and stupidly thought the rest of my night would continue on this wonderful note. Boy! Was I wrong!

I let the wild beasts back in the house and within the first 2 minutes of being back inside, I had a pee accident to clean up. While I was cleaning up this mess, two more were made behind my back. Again, while cleaning up these two messes, another one was made in a crate that had erroneously been left open. And AGAIN, I turn around and there is another one! I was losing my mind. Every time I cleaned up one mess another one was made while my back was turned. I think we had about 7 accidents total in the house after having an entire weekend with no messes in the house!!! Of course, I expected help from the teenagers who got me started fostering huskies over a year and a half ago. But, no, it was not happening.

Anyway! I finally got to go to bed last night but had to get up not once, not twice, but, yes, three times to let puppies outside and clean crates in the middle of the night. I was definitely not pleased but I know they are puppies and will one day they will be able to hold it longer than 5 seconds!!

I was at work today, feeling a sore throat coming on and am getting achy and am, of course, super tired. I think to myself on the way home, maybe I should call my children to see how things are going. The report I got was short and whine-y. I cut the call short and just hope and pray I make it home without falling asleep behind the wheel. I got home tonight and the dogs are outside. I think to myself, "This is so great. My work slacks aren't getting covered in mud!" I change into "sloppy" clothes since it has been raining for the last few days, I know the mud isn't far behind but I am hoping the evil plan from yesterday actually worked and the evil husky puppies haven't been digging again. I looked out my sliding glass door into the backyard and, much to my chagrin, every dog is covered from head to tail in mud! I lost it! I turned on the hose and went to town rinsing off everyone and everything in sight covered in mud. The dogs really did not appreciate my cleaning method, but with so many right now, I didn't see that I had any other choice.

I apparently entertained the evil huskies so much during our outside bath experience that the moment I let the dogs in the house they immediately jumped on my futon (to dry off of course) then they ran and found the most comfortable places in the house to lay down. Most of the comfy places were on clothes that weren't put away but some of the less creative dogs simply laid on the laminate wood floor after shaking off their excess water on my big screen TV.

Let it be said, I played and played with all the dogs and even encouraged about 10 - 15 minutes of howl/bark time. Not one accident all evening. I am thinking I over exaggerated earlier when I said that I regretted taking on so many dogs all at once. Sometimes, when you get nuzzled just right, all the upsets and worries from your day are just eliminated. Gone. Poof! I am lying in bed now typing this blog with the softest husky in the history of husky-dom lying next to me, belly exposed and smiling like no other, and here I am neglecting her to vent. I think this is the perfect time to sign off my first huge-ly long blog entry and tell her what a good dog she is and then turn out the lights and pray that I get more than 3 hours of sleep before the puppies need to go out again!

Thanks for listening!
(Wish me luck and sanity please!)