It was nothing but whine whine whine all morning before I left for work. Whatever he wanted, I couldn't figure it out. He'd been outside multiple times, his water and food bowls were newly filled...WHAT IS IT????? As I left, I realized -- I believe he knows when it's time for me to leave for work, and he was "communicating" in his own obnoxious way "goodbye." Oy vey.
Husband and I can be sitting around, watching TV, messing around on our laptops, and it's -- oh -- about 9:10 pm....here comes The Dog, whine whine whine....."it's time for bed."
When I come home from work, it is SNACK TIME and don't you forget it, missy. RIGHT NOW!!!
Husband knows the secret is to rub The Dog's tummy and scratch his ears, and that will suffice in any (whining) situation. But I do not a) remember this and b) care to do it all that long. So even if I remember, I can do it for about three minutes and then -- oooof -- get away from me.
I do love The Dog. But his whining makes me completely nuts. Just wanted to say that!
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