Because, yes, my life revolves around the dog's. (Things here are just that exciting.)
Bingo is even better today - physically - so of course he is even more fed up - mentally - as a result. He is also full of pent up energy, because his walks have been curtailed from an hour or more to, well, nothing. 5 minutes is the longest we can do; just long enough for him to do - y'know, what a dog has to do.
My Lor', but he is a bad patient! Whine whine whine, moan moan moan, cry cry cry; it just goes on and on.
Of course, I would be a bad patient too. So I get it, I do. I understand WHY it's happening and I know that it's not his fault; it's just exhausting and gut wrenching and at the same time highly irritating to live with.
I cannot WAIT for this to be over.
Alice xxx
PS: I saw a butterfly that I didn't recognize when I was out today - yes. I went out. Mother looked after him. After 24 hours of on and off (mostly on) crying, it was that or kill him - and want to know what it is. It was orange with brown spots, but I don't THINK it was a Meadow Brown.
I shall have to find out. Problem is, I think that when I type in "orange butterfly with brown spots", I may get more than a few results...
I certainly feel for you. My Bones will whine when she wants something (like a phantom bone under the couch - and will not stop until I PROVE to her that the bone does not exist). She also whines to be walked or for reasons unknown that drive me nuts. I mean to the point where it pisses me off and I yell at her. Then I feel bad so I either walk her or go looking for phantom bones. Either way, they have us wrapped around the little fingers - no, make that paws. My kids weren't that spoiled.
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