Sprout has learned my routines, and has especially zeroed in on those that signal my imminent departure. She gets increasingly anxious as I shower, dress, and start to pack up my bag with the day's supplies. I have taken to giving her a treat as I walk out the door to try and create some positive associations for her, and while I'm pretty sure that's breaking some cardinal Dog Whisperer rule, it lessens my guilt.
I recently remarked to some friends that Sprout would be happiest if I were to never shower, never get dressed, never leave the apartment-- maybe even never leave the bed. Which means that for this weekend, which is chock full of a ridiculous amount of schoolwork and work work, that Sprout's wish will be granted.
1 comment:
glad that Sprout is happy...sad that you have soooooooooo much work to do...can't wait to see you both!
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