Rough life...

Some days I envy the life of our sweet dog Emma.  She has no responsibility.  She sleeps most of the day.  She constantly gets treats from the kids.  She gets to snuggle with us in bed every night.  Her biggest worry is who her next treat will come from.  There are many days when I am leaving the house after the chaotic get out the door routine and take a look at her sulking because we are leaving and think, "if only I could stay home in the peace and quiet."

Emma is such a sweet, good little dog.  Even though you may not know it all of the time, even the kids love her very much.

I took Landon and Kadence to Petco the other day to buy some food for Emma.  They were pretty excited to look at all of the animals and fish in the store.  I was surprised how well the stop was going as it was our second stop after over an hour grocery trip to Walmart.  I had convinced them that it was time to leave and all was great.  As we were walking towards the door Kadence said, "c'mon Mommy" and pulled me to go through the door on the grooming side.  It was actually closer to our vehicle so I didn't protest.  I didn't realize what she was doing until I was trying to get them out the outside door.  She really thought we were coming to pick up Emma and was very upset that I was walking past the counter without stopping for our beloved pet.  I tried to explain to her that Emma was not getting a haircut today, but she just did not understand and kept crying "Emma, Emma, Emma!"  Luckily Petco isn't too far from our house and we powered through the crying and arrived home shortly...Kadence went immediately to Emma and gave her a big hug with a sigh of relief.  The funny thing about this whole ordeal is that she has only come to pick up Emma after a haircut 1 time, and it was quite some time ago.  I think next time we'll just bring Emma with us.