That means, yes, I'm taking care of Zapata this week.
Zapata lives in an apartment six floors up. He doesn't get to see the hustle and bustle of city street life very often. Relampago lives in a bungalow on a side street to a major thoroughfare through the city. Not exactly living in a brownstone in NYC, but enough traffic going by to remind you that you'er not alone in the city.
Zapata LOVES to hang out and bark at the passerbyers. Relampago knows which ones are worth barking at (mailmen, other dogs, etc.), but Zapata feels that everything should be barked at. Including at 12:34 last night.
Let's just say that we're going to be constructing forts to ensure that the puppies stay in the bedroom at night and don't go out on patrol.