Sleepy Days

And that's how it looks like Marge will be spending the majority of her Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays.

College is back in session and those are the three most brutal days for me. Friday, Saturday, and Sunday are free, and I have one early class on Thursday.

I managed to squeeze in some desentisization work today. The strange scary men working on the roof next door usually scare the crappers out of Marge -- or actually, quite the opposite, as she refuses to use the backyard as her toilet when they are there -- but a click and a treat seems to just make things seem a little bit better. We practiced this a couple of times, and they're still hammering away now so maybe I'll sneak back out there later on.

So it was definitely a big deal when Marge went this morning in their presence. She also had her meal outside -- I handfed her. She's slowly going to learn that the scary roofmen are not monsters and, quite frankly, want nothing to do with her teeny timid little self.

For those who don't know much about dogs, two pees and a poop infront of a bunch of laborers on a roof 30 feet away doesn't mean much. To me, it is a huge accomplishment. Loud noises, strange people way over her head, and Marge is able to relax enough to squat down and do her things. Good job, girlie.