There are days in this dogs life when he wants to crawl into his sleep box and hide from the sadness. Boss has been busy today swearing and making mean noises over a little black box that folds in half and lights up every once in a while. Yet today I hunkered down and kept quiet after the dog sitting man and lady, who I always like going to see because they give me extra treats, had a bad scare.
Dog sitting lady had to go to people vets in a big hurry. Boss smelled sad when he heard and let me sit on his feet for a long time after dark tonight. I don't like it when Boss goes quiet and smells sad. That means something bad might have happened to my dog sitting friends.
Please don't let the nice dog sitting lady go away. She is kind to me, and likes Boss like her own puppy. Mind you, Bosses puppy days are long since past, but he still plays with me. Yet he might not want to play so much if the nice dog sitting lady went away.
I'm afraid the nice dog sitting man might go away too if she did, and I wouldn't like that at all. They smell right.
Whine (Paws over nose = deep canine anxiety), grumble. Scratch left ear. Not a good news day.
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