Babysitting the Dog

We have a puppy named Finn. He's a Boston Terrier.
He's also a poop-machine.

My parents went out of town this weekend, back to Milwaukee to clean our old house. Me, Sister and Brother were in charge of Finn. He's adorable...SO FREAKING ADORABLE that I can't even stay mad at him. He is cute even when he poops on the carpet downstairs....while looking at me right in the eyes like he KNOWS what he's doing. 

Here's my weekend:

The reason the turd has wings and is glowing is because it was wafting. Wafting all over.

This is me about to kill something.