- Some fifty people pass by our house everyday on walks, and about half of them have dogs. Black dogs, white dogs, skinny, fat, the twins love watching them pass by.
- We have Bacon Saturdays. Trevor loves bacon, but I detest the smell that lingers all day long, and the grease on the stove top and floor. So we compromise by only having it once a week, and only for breakfast. Every Saturday morning we are awoken by two excited girls climbing in our bed begging for their bacon.
It totally worked. Ain't a dog alive that won't pass by that disgusting, black spot on the lawn without giving it a long, hard sniff. A few weeks ago I noticed a neighbor dog trying to eat it, and spent a good twenty minutes licking it. I couldn't shoo it away, and had a wicked laugh, Someone's going to be wondering what on earth their dog got into!
I know, its gross. But the girls get to see many, many more dogs than they ever did before!