Oh My Dog

Upon arriving back at my mother’s house, I have in the past been welcomed by a dog. I have been overrun by two dogs. And now I have been completely mobbed by three dogs at once: Coco, my brother’s; Shyla, his girlfriend’s; and Buka, her family’s.

They’re nice enough dogs, but damn they are a handful to take care of. It’s nearly impossible to sit down and do *anything* without constant interruptions from one of them looking to play or trying to mooch food or just wanting to be nosy…