It's been raining torrential downpour for two days now. We braved a walk yesterday and came home soaked to the bones. Loki begged several times to turn around, while Juno lobbied for a long walk. She's happy outside, no matter the weather. Loki is much more affected by it and isn't happy inside or out.
So today, we abandon our outdoor adventures. And sadly he stares at his bully stick, in despair. Nothing replaces the joy brought from daily outdoor exercise.
"I can go from hugely cracker and entertaining to...really not. Yet, I am not manic-depressive. I just have a darker side."
"No bully stick in the world is enough to cheer me up."
"Really? My heart and belly seem to be connected just fine. If you don't want your bully stick. . .you can paw it over to me."
"Well, since it's here. . . But I'm not going to enjoy it."
A pacifier fail.
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