Jayme and I drove to Cincinnati to pick up Brian from college camp at Miami (OH). So, we were gone from Thursday lunchtime through late last night (10:30-ish pm). And in that time, the dog (the older one) decided to poop in her bed, sleep in our bed the whole of Friday, and not eat.

And when we got home, she perked up and ate her dinner. We honestly think she gets depressed when we leave (even though Caroline was there with her the whole time).

It’s when Jayme leaves, let’s be honest. She could throw me to wolves at this point.