At Starbucks, loving their free wi-fi while Jake gets a haircut in the shop next door. First day home held some amusement.
Jake wandered in to my room when I got home from work, asking me about the conference and telling me about parts of his week. I told him I met "the lady." "Kay Arthur?" he asked. "Yup!" I explained that I told her about him, and that she had hugged me and signed my Bible. He asked "What kind of person autographs a Bible!? It's not like she wrote it.". Ha. That is pretty logical I guess. I explained that she wrote all the accompanying commentary. Such a kid. That really hit my funny bone since it seemed so perfectly natural to have her sign it for me.
Boomer missed me. A lot. I got home from work and he clung to my ankle. Anna needed me to move my car so she could go to work, and I didn't have the heart to walk out on Boomer, so I brought him out with me. He hates car rides. He jumps in happily, but then howls and whines. I backed into the street, Anna left, and I pulled into the garage. I opened the door, called Boomer, and he would not budge. He even ignored me, staring straight ahead. Whew. I walked into the house, knowing he would scamper after me. No scamper. I got a hot dog, and waved the treat. No movement. I broke up the hotdog and made a path from reachable to out of reach to out of car. Not a muscle moved. He was doggedly intent that I was not leaving without him ever again.
No one else was home. 15 minutes passed without so much as a movement towards the hot dog. This just cracked me up since he so dislikes the car and so loves hot dogs.
Boomer just isn't himself when I'm gone, and I must admit I've abandoned him a lot this year. He was paying me back. Frank and Jake arrived, and Jake hauled him in on his leash, stating that dogs do not have enough reasoning to associate cars and leaving. Hmmmm. I beg to differ. Boomer knew.
It's good to be home with my logical boy and silly dog!
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