Monday, July 27, 2009

Excuse me, did you miss me?

That dog. Our dog. My dog. Or is he? I actually believe that little booger would like to live with my mom and dad. They spoil him rotten with attention. When I came to pick him up today he was like "oh, hey...you're back". He couldn't have cared less if he tried -- which he didn't. And there I was, all weekend, missing him and worrying about him and calling about him. Harumph. Jealousy is an evil monster. :) It does make me happy to know he's so well cared for when we're gone. Stinker.
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  1. LoriJuly 28, 2009 at 11:19 AM

    Awww...I'm sorry. I bet he missed you on the inside and just didn't know how to show it. :) It is good to know he's well cared for when you're gone. I guess that's some consolation. Or not...I'm not sure. :)

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  2. Chris AtkinsonJuly 28, 2009 at 9:53 PM

    It is consolation. He made up for it today when I came home. He went nuts. :) Made my day. How pathetic!!

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  3. LoriJuly 29, 2009 at 9:43 AM

    That's not pathetic...it's sweet.Of course you want to be loved by the sweet little dog that you love! Who wouldn't be thrilled to be welcomed home like that. Much better than the "oh hi" that I get (if I even get THAT!) :)

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