Sophie & Shamrock Saturday
When I used to conduct wine tastings, Rob would often tell me that Sophie would whine the whole time I was away.
But at night, when I went to bed, often before Rob, uber-cuddly Sophie would not snuggle. Instead, she’d choose a spot at the end of the bed, lying with her nose pointed to the corner, which was also toward the door. I don’t think she even slept until Daddy came to bed!
Now I understand what he means.
This is Shamrock and Sophie when I am home alone and they are waiting for Daddy:
They bark at every sound that could possibly be him turning into the driveway, opening the garage door, pulling into the garage or walking through the door.
Reading a book in silence is nearly impossible. It helps to have some sort of background noise to distract them.
But once Daddy gets home, all is right with the world.