We found a tent in our storage room that I didn’t recognize. I set it up to see what it was, and my kids BEGGED to let them sleep in it. I think we are on day 6 of the kids living like hobos in the backyard now.
last night I went out to say goodnight a couple hours after they had gone in for the night. I was intentionally quiet, as I wanted to see how their dog would react. Sure enough, as soon as I touched the tent and woke the dog, she let me know that I didn’t belong. I was glad to have the dog with the kids.
Other than this one isolated experience, having a dog is dumb.