Oh, poor Jakey didn't like being boarded last weekend when we were out of town. He was so depressed that we let him sleep in our room to make him feel special (he usually sleeps in the laundry room to give our clothes that doggie-fresh scent), but from this picture I'd say the depression is still hanging on. And it doesn't help that our ski trip is coming up with more kennel-time for him - poor baby! We may have to call in the Dog Whisperer...oh, no, that guy would just yank him around on his leash and tell him in a harsh tone to snap out of it. Maybe some doggie-Prozac instead!
2 comments:
That poor fella! I hope you got down there with him and gave him some hugs and belly rubs! Precious Jake!
Oh, he got to do belly-bumps with the boys last night every time the Saints scored, so he's feeling better now. Till Friday, that is...
Post a Comment