Home again, home again, jiggety jog. Arnie and I are back in OK (on the way home we learned how The Evidence(TM) supports Creation!).
Unfortunately, teh puppahs arent as happy as I am. Arnie spent the entire week playing with my parents ~1 year old black lab, Daisy. From the second we arrived to the second I drug him out of the backyard, these two wrestled/chased/tug-of-wared. I actually didnt get much sleep on my ‘vacation’ because Arnie was up at 5 am every morning, wanting to play. His front paws are red and swollen from playing so much. He has rug burn on his tummy from wrestling on the carpet… I went to a wedding Saturday/Sunday, and normally Arnie has really bad separation anxiety, but he didnt give a crap this time. He had a new best buddy. He and Daisy were inseparable this past week.
But now the puppahs are depressed. Mom says Daisy has just been moping around the house, looking for Arnie. Arnie was Super Grump all the way home, and how hes just crashed on his bed:
Poor puppahs 🙁