Hotel Torrance

Apparently we are opening a hotel...in our home...for dogs. In addition to being a rock star, Anna Cate dreams of rescuing and providing for dogs. Ok, I say to myself, I'm just going to let this one ride it's course. She's young and she cannot actually go around town rounding up strays, right?

Or, so I thought. I pick her up from school yesterday and she tells me we have to wait for Corrin's mother. I'm thinking they have discussed a play date and now are expecting their loving mothers to finalize the details. She says it is much more important. Then, of course, I begin to worry. Did she slug him at recess or did he call her a name and she is now wanting me to exact her revenge? No, even better. Corrin and his mother have found three lost dogs! Isn't that wonderful? Now we can REALLY start our dog hotel! She insists that these dogs need loving homes and Abby will now have someone to play with whenever we are gone.

Luckily, Corrin slipped by us, totally unaware that Anna Cate was really prepared to go to his house and rescue those dogs. I haven't mentioned it again.

We have discussed all the reasons why we cannot board any
more pets. She sees the logic to my arguments, but refuses to accept the reality of this situation. Her strong-willed little self just will not give up on her dream. As we were driving today, she asked if the house around the corner had been abandoned. I think she is cooking up an expansion plan.