Three Papillons = CHAOS!

We are currently dog-sitting for our friends who are enjoying their honeymoon in Vegas.

One Papillon = we love our little Deja. We tend to think she is the cutest and smartest dog ever (she is). We also  often find ourselves quoting what we think her little brain is thinking, or having full conversations with her. She was the one spontaneous thing I have done in my life (accountant = semi-TypeA = overthinking all decsions, especially those involving $). We had gone to the mall to get a cell-phone upgrade, but ended up with the sweetest dog in the world. She is my cuddle-bug slash protector slash running buddy.

Two Papillon = opposite of Deja. Our friends found Tini on Craigslist. She wasn't doing well in her current home, possibly neglected and mistreated. Her name is fitting. She loves attention and is a good listener, but it generally afraid of anything and everything. For example, she will not go down our deck stairs to go potty. We must take her to the front yard. She also doesn't always tell us when she needs to go, but we discovered her favorite spot - the basement behind the pool table.

Three Papillon = one wasn't enough for our dear friends. Maverick is still in his puppy phase, which equals torn up toys, middle of the night whining, and tormenting the other to dogs (he doesn't get why the girls don't like being humped). He's cute and smart already, but a feisty one.

Should be a fun week!

(My hubby took this picture on his lunch break. I think he secretly likes having 3 little ones running around. He is definitely the disciplinarian around here, but with a soft cuddly side, hehe!)