I was out of town for the weekend without Walter. Greg took care of him while I was gone.
When I left him, I heard him whining and scratching the door. Then I heard howling. I’d never heard him howl before, though my vet told me he was howling in his office.
Separation anxiety? I don’t think so, but he was very upset. It was the first time since the adoption that I was gone overnight so I was a little stressed over it.
I left a five-page doc with notes on how to care for him and I guess I covered everything. I annoyed the dog sitter with daily phone calls for updates, so I was able to sleep.
Coming home, I wanted to ignore him for a few minutes (so he learns to greet me calmly), but I’m weak so I played around with him right away.
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