The Tank Diaries:

My friends Melissa and Dave decided that they where going to go to Canada to visit friends and what not and they asked me to watch their four month old puppy Tank for them. These are our stories of life with Tank.
Part One: After getting Tank home. I let him out to meet Mom and Ron. He is fine. Gets to know Moms dogs, while Tank and I are walking back to my room he stops in the living room and pees on the floor. I call it good, Moms dogs pee and poop in the living room what’s a little more pee going to hurt? Then meets my dog who is a complete bitch to him. Tank gets and hour of play/ adventure time before bed. We discover that he can jump over the gate that keeps Moms dogs in the living room. This is a whole new ball game now. I put Tank to bed in his crate and he whines like a bitch. Half way thru the night Lady decided she is going to torment Tank by walking up to his kennel getting him to bark and wake me up. I tell Lady to knock it off she does then does it again. After I swat Lady’s butt for doing it again and waking me back up she does it yet another time right in front of me. I finally got tired of it and kicked Lady out of the room for the rest of the night. The next morning I get up to get ready for work and Tank is running around my room with me. While Im in the bathroom brushing my teeth he comes in stands next to me and puts his paws on the vanity. I squeeze out a little tooth paste for him put it on the tip of my finger and let him try it. Hang out with Mom and Tank in the kitchen for a while. Tank is playing with a pull rope toy and slaps himself in the face with it yelps and I laugh my ass off. I make me a snack and go to sit at the kitchen table and Tank jumps up on the chair and won’t let me sit down. I have to move him. Tank then tries to sit on my lap while I eat my waffle. I get him settled and get him to sit down and gave him a piece of my waffle with no butter or syrup on it. I then head to my room to change and watch the boob tube. After a bit of no Tank in my room I get up to find him sitting on the couch right next to Mom getting loves from her. On Saturday I get home from work and play with all the dogs some more and then Mom says. Tank got out today and ran over to the apartment complex. I said “what! How! Please don’t let him out of the house with out his leash. I don’t want a giant vet bill because he was hit and I don’t want to have to tell Dave or Melissa I killed you’re dog or he ran away on my watch”. She goes “He came right back to me Tim. I just called his name whistled and clapped my hands and he came running”. Mom and Ron leave for and Tank and I are in my room watching tv and he is chilling with me on my bed. We play for a while Tank falls asleep and shortly after that I fall asleep and we took a two hour nap. I was shocked he didn’t get down and go create havoc in the house. I do have to say it is a blast watching Tank. It is some work getting used to a 4 month old puppy. My dog is almost 16 and it has been a good 10 plus years since I have had a puppy around. However I have told Melissa on several occasions after her telling me to stop spoiling her dog “No he’s on vacation tooo, He gets to chill relax and do as he feels fit.” Provided he doesn’t annoy or piss me off.