18 Weeks: Calls from "Daycare"

This week seems to be pretty similar to the past week only sleep has become more and more fleeting during the night. No sleep + a particularly rough week at work has made it hard to keep it together with grace. I just keep thinking "if I just was well rested this wouldn't seem like such a big deal." So while I try and keep my pregnancy emotions at bay - yesterday I got a very interesting call.

The phone rings and the woman on the other line said, "Hi, this is Lorraine from daycare..."  Daycare?! I'm pretty sure Baby Fish is still the exclusive resident of Casa de Mommy at this point. A few ticks later my brain caught up - she meant doggie daycare for Huck! My second thought is, uh oh, I never get mid-day calls from "daycare" something is up.

Our happy puppy when he's not getting in trouble at daycare.

Apparently a week and a half of lazy parents meant that Huckster had more energy than he knew what to do with and it manifested itself as "mounting" every dog at daycare until it got him into a bit of a tiff - which led to the "Can I speak with you?" call. I spent the next 15 minutes listening to a lecture on my dog's mounting and suggestions on training techniques or possible trainers I should look into to correct the situation - try having that conversation with a straight face I dare you. I assured her that we took the situation seriously, but it was still suggested that he get his "issue" taken care of prior to coming back. So yes, we are the proud parents of a puppy kicked out of daycare - I couldn't help but see a foreshadowing of things to come.