It's "Happy Dog" time!

This is the "Happy Dog" I'll be spending the weekend with!

This picture is also two years old. The "Happy Dog" in question now weighs about 80 pounds and has a wonderful, slide into you full body wag technique to greet you with. If you're not careful, the Happy Dog will kill you.

Just kidding.

So, after getting ready for my upcoming fun fest, I checked to make sure I have my muscle relaxers packed. Sometimes the Happy Dog is too affectionate. Of course that has never meant boo to me because there's nothing more soothing than a Happy Dog that makes you smile and be happy.

The drawback is the one rule I always break when I take care of Happy Dogs. Her people are conscious before, oh... let's say noon. Thank God they drink coffee! I've had Happy Dogs almost maim me because of the lack of caffeine. Usually because I walk headfirst into walls or doorways, but there is the occasional almost going headfirst down the stairs.

So far, so good... but I wish at least one of the bedrooms was on a lower level!

More news later on how I fare with the happiest of the Happy Dogs.

Wish me luck and here's to sturdy stair bannister's!