Everytime I leave for work in the morning, Rufus jumps into my car thinking he is coming with me. It helps because then I don't run him over, (he hasn't quite mastered "get out of the way of the moving vehicle" yet) but when I make him get out of the car and go back into the yard, it breaks my heart..
He watches as best he can through the little gap in the gate, with his big sad puppy eyes, wondering when I'll be coming back.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
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