You would think that being a puppy is pretty easy-going, and that there isn't any stress in my life. But there are a few things that upset me. This is one of them... almost every morning, Christine gets in the Rover and leaves. I get upset, and run to the window, and whimper as she drives away.
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Inevitably, Christine comes home near the end of the day, and I greet her like I haven't seen her for days! I'm not sure where she goes all day, but I'm just glad to have her back home.
Mischa
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