This morning I woke up pretty early although the sun was all ready up and I looked across to my dog who has his own smaller bed and he looked back at me with that wonderful excitement dogs always have when they see you for the first time in the morning. Only today things were a little different because I could tell he was sad. What was it? I watched him for a while and I think I worked it out, I think he is missing his mother.
He was a stray I found on the street and it has been a long time since he saw his mother and so this is probably the cause of his sadness. He was Okay by about 2pm, he sort of got over it but now its about 7pm and he is really sleepy and looking a little sad again. I hope tomorrow…
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