Join Date: Feb 2011
Location: Fort St. John, BC
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Oh the drama
My boy apparently can be a bit of a drama king. Normally he's not overly dramatic about things.
He spends the vast majority of his time with me. He comes to work with me and usually when I go out he comes along too as it is usually some sort of thing that will involve him (like a walk).
I do make a point of leaving him at the shop where I work (alone) to go do things like grocery shop and then come back and get him, so he does get left alone for an hour or so at least once a week. Other times he gets left in the car while I do short errands.
I'm a bit of a homebody so mostly he's with me.
So, on Sunday I went out for dinner. When I occasionally do this I take Brody to the shop and leave him there (because I live in an apartment and don't trust that he won't bark the entire time). I used to try leaving things like stuffed kongs with him when I did this, but soon discovered that was an exercise in futility because he won't touch them until I'm back.
If I go somewhere and leave him with someone else he just cries for me with his nose pressed to the door waiting for me to return the whole time (unless the person is actively engaged with him). I'm sure this hurt my dad's feelings when I was visiting at Christmas (and over the summer).
So I dropped him off at the shop. I made a point to just do it matter-of-factly and not make this big issue out of leaving and just left. I listened from my car to loud, high-pitched barking emanating from the office. I'm sure he was saying, "Get back here! Where do you think YOU are going??" This went on for 3 or 4 minutes and then died off so I drove off. Hopefully he didn't start up again, but I don't know.
I wasn't gone long, just a little over an hour. I pulled up to the shop and all was quiet. I went into the office and all was still quiet. The second Brody saw me he flung himself at the x-pen and managed to push it halfway across the room while making little whimpering noises. Now he wasn't all covered in drool or anything so I'm sure he was fine and not working himself into an anxious frenzy while I was gone.
I tried not to make a big deal of my return and got him out of the x-pen and put on his leash and took him outside. I figured he'd want to go to the bathroom. Nope...he beelined right to my car and was flinging himself at the car (and he doesn't' even like riding in the car). Apparently he wanted to make darn sure I wasn't leaving him.
When we got home he started the high pitched barking thing as soon as I turned off the car - I'm sure so I didn't "forget" him. Then he beelined it straight to the building determined to show me the way.
Holy Moly. What a little drama king!
Tracy and Brody
A dog is the only thing on earth that loves you more than you love yourself.
- Josh Billings