Sam vs. Tea

Last night Sam got under the table, tipped it when I tried to get him out, and spilled my tea. I wasn't a happy camper. With the possibility of us having kids and the four dogs, one cat, I am not sure whether I can handle it or not. I will try but last night was just way tooo stressful for me. It didn't help things for my husband to tell me earlier in the day that Belle was too old to train. I guess that just started the stress and depression. If he doesn't think she is trainable, what will happen when we have a baby? Panics-ville for me.