Well, today I went to the F-1 race (what a farce) and my -ex (Bob) and I went to it (of all things). He brings Annie over for a fun day with Hunter while we go to the race. Some of you may remember that last time I babysat Annie is when I found out she was fond of popping screens out and would be gone. And that I had to retrieve her and Hunter from a neighborhood where they had been swimming all day. Well, this time I left the backdoor open for them to come in and out as they please ((STUUUUUPID!!!)) I'm sure it was Hunter that dug under the back gate and they were no where to be found when we got back to my house!!! I called and called and heard dogs all around barking. Sure enough, Hunter comes slinking up to the house with Annie not far behind. Annie had rolled in some kind of wild animal sh*t, Hunter was ok, but limping. I tried feeding Hunter, but he's so bloated and tired he can't even eat. I think they got into garbage!!!! I called Bob and he said Annie went directly to the couch and is so passed out that he's not even going to try and feed her. What the heck do these kids doooooo?????!!!!!!!!!!!