Didn't get much sleep last night. Buddy was crying at 1:00 am because he needed to go outside. He went out on his tie-out, did his business, and came back in. Since he was working on the thigh bone in the afternoon, I was worried that he was having digestive issues. So I never really got back to sleep. No digestive problem, we just didn't take him out late enough last night.
Since we couldn't decide on furniture over the weekend, Buddy was forced to go to the furniture store again today. The salesmen didn't have much to do on a Monday, so he received a lot of attention and Lisa fielded a lot of questions.
One more stop at the Home Depot before sitting through another town meeting. He met all the neighbors at the meeting and behaved wonderfully. No issues except for barking at the cat as she walked past the window this evening.
It's garbage day tomorrow. On our evening walk Buddy wasn't frightened or concerned with any of the cans.
There is no psychiatrist in the world like a puppy licking your face. - Bern Williams
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