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May 16, 2004
Every Step You Take
The dogs have figured out that we're leaving. I'm not sure what Sollie picked up on, but like I told Mike yesterday, he's been following me around like I had hotdogs falling out of my butt for two days now. (A crude, but apt analogy) And after Sassy saw Mike packing the laptop backpack, she immediately went from happy, perky dog to sad & depressed dog. Head down, ears flat, tail uncurled, moping-around-underfoot dog. And they both keep looking at me with their sad, sad eyes.
I refused to let them make me feel guilty for leaving.
If they'd only stop staring at me.
Posted by Rita at May 16, 2004 09:09 AM
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aw.
I hate the guilt. It feels like you are abandoning an infant (not that I, or you, would do that).
We had to board our bird one Christmas, and I swear she knew what was going on. She kept leaning into me and wouldn't let me put her down. I left the vet in tears.
Posted by: shelley at May 16, 2004 12:25 PM
They sure know how to tug at the old heart strings don't they?
Posted by: rita at May 16, 2004 05:39 PM