Keller was pretty good for us, according to Randy's report, while we were away in Florida for 5 days (he also mentioned her keen 6th sense of spotting squirrels 100s of yards away...how she loves little boy underwear...and is apparently afraid of triplets).
Thanks to the Brocks and Duncan for wearing her out (yippee!), Keller was quiet yesterday and slept with me through the afternoon, evening, and night, no complaining from her. I had gone into work but came home, since I had been on the verge of barfing since early in the morning. I could not, for the life of me, find a comfortable position to curl up in, I was in that much pain. I blame either something I ate or my cute darling Jack, who puked...how many times in Florida...but who can turn down his octopus kisses?????
Anyway, since I still didn't feel well today (but food is appealing today), Keller didn't get out again. To thank her for being so good, we went to PetCo inbetween "The Middle" and "Modern Family" (my shows on Wednesday night). We got some treats, some bones, and her Halloween costume for the next 10 years. There's nothing funnier than a dog in a hot dog costume.