Behavioral Changes

The Dooley we all know has slightly dimmed... I think he is missing his best friend a little bit. He wanders the house and then looks at me and gives a big sigh. I keep assuring him that his master is coming back. He doesn't seem to believe me and insists on moping about.

Finally, I took him to "see his friends." Bunker and Blu, two Finck dogs. Blu and Dooley wrestle non-stop. He perked up a bit in on the ride over, looking more like himself. This is the first tail wag he's had in my pick up.

When we got home, he again searched the premises. No Joe. Big sigh. As I was washing up, I noticed he wasn't around. I found him in the dark on Joe's bed. Before I could photograph the act, he was gone. Finally, I got him to liven up a bit with some rough housing... followed by a good 45 minute tug of war session with some kong toys.

Tomorrow we will be heading to Lake Tschida in the morning for some free running and ball chasing. Then a quick stop in Carson to fill up on sausage for the Bismarck clan. Until tomorrow....