Dog sitting

My blood pressure is through the roof. I opened the door to go outside and the dog I'm dogsitting ran right past me. That little bitch can RUN. I've spent a while trying to coax her in, am now sitting still and ignoring her. Probably not helping.

I was warned that she is an escape artist, will make haste to the next yard. I have the feeling I'm going to spend the whole evening fight to get her inside, and that is pissing me off.

Not aided by the insanely loud screeching of the two tropical birds I'm watching too.

This is why I don't have pets. Or children. I am so fucking impatient.

It'll be better tomorrow. 1st night of housesitting is always a headache.