Heh. It seems the puppy is ... a bit of work. So I entertained the puppy for about an hour outside - puppy ran around, falling and throwing herself at things, and me, and tearing up the garden and sometimes eating her dinner and I must admit I was shrieking with laughter the whole time which *might* have wound her up even more. My relieved sister had a shower and then told me she had to watch the puppy all the time cause she was going to the toilet in the house etc and she hadn't had a chance to go grocery shopping and her husband had called to say he was going to be late. I amused the puppy more and then did a food run out to my favourite chinese takeaway for dinner for us both. I helped a bit more with the puppy - washed her after she wandered through her own piddle which was *so* close to the newspaper, and then kept her off the floor whilst it was drying after being mopped, again. Then she finally fell asleep on me and it was about time for me to leave!
Good practice methinks for nephews and nieces and being able to drop in and help my sister out.
My sister looks tired though. We've always had older dogs in our family, adopted from the pound. I'm sure it will settle down eventually. :)