The Well Travelled Pup: A sabra in the suburbs.

Thursday, March 29, 2007

We Had Our First Real Fight!

Yesterday Asher and I had our first real fight. He thought it was okay to annoy me when I was on the phone, and I didn't agree. So when I got off of the phone, I hollered at him. And he hollered back. So I hollered...and he hollered back. Finally I hollered and walked away and he must really have understood that I was angry this time. Because he went upstairs and put himself to bed. Now, I don't think we should go to bed angry, so I went in to kiss him goodnight - and he ignored me. I think that qualifies as our first real fight! He did, of course, wake up a happy puppy and came into bed to cuddle!

1 Comments:

Blogger Rena said...

i came onto the blog to tell him that my poops were like his yesterday. and i read that. i started to cry a little.
maybe it's because i know how scary you are when you yell :(
or maybe because i miss my puppy. i'll in his arms in 46 hours!

9:45 AM  

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