The Trouble With Triples

Today we have with us special guests, Gus and Ripley. They're staying with us for a couple of weeks while their parents are in Montana.

This morning I learned that walking 3 dogs is not a simple task. Especially when 2 keep walking over their leashes and the other alternates between wrapping my legs in her leash and trying to turn around and go home prematurely. But they're city dogs so I'm sure the forest is a bit overwhelming for them. Well, for Ripley anyway. Gus doesn't care about much as long as there are cookies to be had.

So off we go, 3 dogs in one hand (thankfully they aren't prone to pulling), hot cup of Espresso Chocolón in the other. I will NOT sacrifice for brew. LOL! It wasn't easy, nor was it quick (3 dogs each stopping to smell stuff is never a quick process) but we got done what we needed to do. This morning we didn't see full, streaming sunlight until almost 7:25. I think come winter these morning walks are going to require a flashlight. I think for the remainder of their stay it'll be out in the back yard for the lot of them then walking at night when Kari can take one of them and we're less pressed for time.

Always an adventure where dogs are concerned. It keeps you on your toes. :)