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Oh that reminds me! I need to rant for just a second about this birthday party.
If you have two giant, excitable dogs, and one phobic child (not mine) who is screaming, literally screaming and running away in terror at the mere sight of these dogs, and can only barely handle being in the house knowing they are somewhere, let alone handle being in the same room... do you think maybe you ought to put the damn dogs in their crates, or off in a bedroom somewhere, for the duration of the party? Because saying for the thousandth time, "Oh he's very friendly, he won't bite," to the sobbing child who is climbing up his mother's leg is missing the point entirely.
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