Yesterday was a bad day here at CJ's house. I started to wonder if I had made a bad choice on getting a puppy. I have multiple sclerosis and was having some balance problems which started things off. I had cleaned up several oops, CJ was under foot, David (our 2 year old human son) was being 2 and Stella (our 6 year old furry daughter) just wanted to eat in peace. At one point I was standing in the yard and saying CJ come, David come, CJ come, David come, would someone please come here when I call them which was when I thought maybe I had made a mistake. Then I started to feel bad that I was having second thoughts. Has anyone else had second thoughts?