I have started working – just a couple of days a week – and poor
Pip has had to endure being HOME ALONE!
He’s actually coping reasonably well. The damage so far:
He’s actually coping reasonably well. The damage so far:
(1)
Destroyed one stuffed toy – which was his to
destroy.
(2)
Ate part of his bed, chewed the foam out of it.
(3)
Chewed into small pieces several polystyrene
meat trays which we sometimes serve his dinner on.
I think we’ve
gotten off pretty lightly. Anyway, he is super excited to see me and the kids
when we arrive home at around 3.45. Bounces around, jumps on us – yes, muddy
paw prints on my work duds – and uses very effective body language to let us know
that he’s very glad to see us and can we go for a walk now please, huh, can we?
Huh? Pant, pant!