Since returning from Pittsburgh, I’ve been pretty much surgically attached to my mom. Sam here. If she’s watching TV, I’m next to (or on) her. If she dares fix dinner for her and dad, I’m right at her feet. I check all around as soon as I wake up to make sure she’s still there. I worry she’s gonna leave me again.
It’s mid-week and only a couple of days before the weekend when you can spend
all your time with the family fur-kid. Don’t leave your baby scared.
Live, love, bark! ❤