On Friday night Brooke picked up Catherine, Liam and I and we headed for great grandma and grandpa's house. After loading the carseats into the back of Brooke's car we let Mika climb in and we were off. Poor Mika. She is used to having the whole back seat to herself. Unfortunately she was displaced by the carseats and Brooke was hoping that she would resign herself to lying on the floor. Mika would have none of that and tried to fit on the small scrap of back seat remaining between the carseats. It was a tight fit and she didn't care for it at all. She kept turning around, confused about where all of the roominess she was used to had gone. She tried sitting in Catherine's lap, which Catherine thought was funny, and then she would stick her butt in Liam's face, which Liam did not think was funny. Then there was the introduction of "confusion smell". Mika emitted one of the worst smells I have ever come into contact with, and then we all shared in her misery. ("Mika is that you? You stink!" - Catherine) Brooke and I continued to try and coax her onto the floor where there was a lot more room but she just wasn't catching on. I told Brooke that she should climb into the space so that Mika would be able to watch her and know where to go. Brooke was thinking she might have to do just that. Finally Mika got the hint, or just decided that it was way too tight between the kids, and made her way to the floor. She fell into a sound sleep. All that moving around and confusion wore her out.
I have to say that it went a lot better than I thought it would. Good girl, Mika. Good dog.
A worn out Mika
Still worn out
Showing her good side
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