Finishing the transport of all their goods into the apartment, she used her foot to keep the dog from getting out into the hallway. Actually, it was more like she was using her leg to do so. She couldn't understand who thought a puppy this big, that was most likely going to be a huge dog, was a good idea. She didn't even know what kind of dog it was. "Who do we sand it back to?" She said opening the pack of training pads and putting it out of the way on the floor. She, in no way, condoned that thing peeing all over their apartment.
"And dog's need raincoats so they don't soak up the rain and drip it all over the apartment? Has he eaten yet?" She was starting to go over the foods wondering if she should open them. She disappeared into the kitchen for a while with the dog bowls. There was the sound of water running briefly, followed by the sound of the bowl being replaced in it's holder. "C'mon," she called the puppy over, or tried to, to let it know where to go.