Saturday Mornings

I love it when Sam sleeps in on Saturday mornings because then it's easier for me to just usher the dogs in and out and get them situated as need be. Besides, he won't even remember this conversation:

Sam: hey, who is that?

Me: who is what?

Sam: that white dog

Me: oh, that's Kylie, I'm just giving her a ride to the Meet and Greet.

Sam: is that another black one in the corner? where did that one come from? what's going on?

Me: shhhhhh honey, just don't even look. It'll be like she's not even here.

Aaaannnd, he's back asleep. On with the dog wrangling.