Carlson the dog is way too hyperactive. My sister dragged me along to her petsitting job. She complained how for her tutoring job, she got around ten bucks, but she heard that one of her "friends" was getting $18 a hour. She was pretty irked that her "friend" who wasn't that academically gifted or that devoted to teaching was getting such a great pay. Well that $18/hr job is in Happy Valley. It figures.

Carlson kept jumping at a ball hanging from a wooden type thingie. Hehe, he was almost way too excited.

Oh and I was somewhat excited to be in my psuedo-enemy's house. :) So this is where he did his conspiracies. My sister, being the person that she is, stole red vines and other assortment of food...because they had left her with a note saying, "The house is yours."
Man, that's a total open invitation.