i always feel absolutely horrible when i have to leave her in the dogrun when i go to school. i only do it if Elisha isn't home to look out for her and make sure she doesnt wee on the carpet. she only does it out of desperation, and tries to hold her teeny little bladder for as long as she can before she just about explodes. poor dear..she hates messing in the house as much as babies hate messing in their diapers.
She acts like im sending her to Auschwitz when i put her in the dogrun *well maybe not THAT extreme, but apparently to her it is* and it breaks my heart to see her slowly stroll in past the gate, refuse to look me in the eye to say goodbye as if shes saying "fine, you dont care about me..just go do your important things while i rot here in this CAGE* and hear her little squeals of loneliness when im out of her line sight. of course if i left her for 10 minutes or an hour, it would all be the same reaction when i got home: she would act like she hasnt seen me in years and gulp up her food as if it wasnt there 2 minutes prior *shes a social eater, and rarely eats unless im dining with her*
do i spoil her? to a degree, maybe, but possibly because shes so small and portable i take her with me when i am able to. im kind of trying to make up for the years when i wasnt able to keep her at my house because i lived in an appartment that didnt allow pets and she lived with "foster families" during that time. i have a lot of guilt =(
i just put her flea medicine on her shoulderblades, and what does she do? ROLLS ALL OVER MY BED! now i, and the bed, smell like Frontline, and im none too pleased. She knows it too, so im not going to throw her tennis ball out of protest. bad doggy.
*sigh* i cant stay mad at her for long. Brings me to a question though: do any of you out there talk to your pets like theyre people? seeing as how my friends have not seen my new place yet *save for Travis but hes in michigan at the moment* and my roomie is gone, my dog is the only one i have to talk to except Tavis who i talk to on the phone everyday. She keeps me company. I think id go insane without her, but the question is, am i insane for talking to her in the first place? i think i've got a paradox going on here..