Friday, September 11, 2009

sweet fella

We never leave Tug to freely roam the condo while we're gone. A bored terrier is a destructive terrier so he has to go into his crate when we leave. He gets treats so it's okay and there's always lots of lovin' when we get home and "release the beast." However, from the time he was less than a year old, Mama would leave him to step outside and she'd say "I'll be right back." He quickly learned the difference between that and "bye-bye." He would watch her take out the trash to the dumpster or she'd leave his sight for a minute for something but she'd come back so everything was fine. Now, she's leaving him if she runs to the store or drive thru pharmacy first thing in the morning. Granted, some of the time he knows I'm asleep in my room, but sometimes she does it when I've already gone. It's a basic truth that while Tug is a "sweet fella" he's very, very lethargic and sleepy after his 8-9 hours of sleep overnight...he just gets comfortable in a chair or his piled up "nest" of beds in the living room and snoozes 'til she comes back!

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