dog-sitting

so funny story. i've been dog-sitting the past few days while my parents are in mexico. my brother aaron lives in an apartment that doesn't allow dogs, not to mention the fact that he has 3 cats who would be terrorized by the dogs. my brother daniel is busy with school and lives with like 4 other guys who probably didn't want to be distracted by 2 adorable yet noisy dogs. so i got the responsibility of taking care of them. which i love doing of course. they have stayed at my apartment many times before when my parents have come to visit. and who could turn down these faces? :)

here is fiyero. he is a yorkie, pomeranian, maltese mix.














and here is bizzie. she is a yorkie poo.


















anyways, so i come home from baby-sitting today and find a note on our door. often times our apartment management distributes news to everyone by notes at the beginning of each month that are placed on our door. so i open the letter to read what it says and it began by congratulating the residents of our building. we were now officially a dog building!

um, what?

when we first moved in, only cats were allowed, which was fine, since all we were worried about was my cat mr. darcy. but then after the first year we lived here, they decided to allow dogs, which was announced to all the residents. but apparently what my roommate and i didn't realize was that only certain buildings were going to be dog buildings! so here i was with 2 dogs in my apartment and we were just allowed to have dogs! whoops!

oh well. nothing bad happened. i just thought it was funny and ironic that we would get that notice while i had the dogs.

here they are being taunted by the squirrels. i'm surprised that fiyero hasn't had a heart attack yet with all the yipping and shaking he has been doing as the squirrels played in front of our patio.