oh my, my, my...

so, i've been babysitting my mom's dog, oscar, and funny story...

i was on my way to pick him up yesterday at my parents house, and i get a phone call from my mom.  (this is just a little insight into how much this dog is treated like the third child in the family.)

"hey lindsey!!  i didn't want you to forget to pick up oscar, are you at the house??"

"yeah, i'm on my way over there right now."

"ok, well his overnight bag is on the couch by the door."

yes, my mom's dog has an overnight bag.  i thought that was pretty funny.  but anyways, i've had fun with him there at my apartment.  he's gone out for a walk three times, and hasn't pottied outside yet.  he thought that some of kristin's (my cousin and roommate) papers on the floor were his potty pad... she wasn't as amused as carr and i were.  and oh my goodness, does oscar LOVE, LOVE, LOVE carr.  he followed carr around the apartment all day yesterday.  it was super cute.  oh how we all love oscar...