"Are you gonna bark all day, little doggy, or are you gonna bite?"

Last weekend we had a new addition to the household - a nine-week-old Lab/Irish Water Spaniel cross called Luka. Talk about energy. Talk about ability to produce excrement. And the requirement for constant supervision… Perfect for when I’m still out of commission with some as-yet-unidentified gastric problem.

And this weeknd we are babysitting the sister of our new dog for the friends of ours who gave her a home. With two of the lovely little girls I had foolishly believed the potential for trouble would be doubled. No such luck: squared.