I wasn't sure, but I saw Daddy Greg getting some stuff together and then on Saturday he woke up Poppa Tony early and they got a few clothes and their briefcases together, usually there are suitcases which just hurts me so bad...this time was a little different.

They had a couple hangers and Poppa Tony took all his bathroom stuff so I knew we were going to be alone, I wasn't quite so sad when I see a suit case, cause I remember back in 2001 when Daddy Greg had to work somewhere else and left every week for 6 months, but I still knew.  Thankfully our friend Sandy was here before Woofer and Woohoo knew what was up, I was still hopeful, and before I knew it they were back...It was less than 2 days.  I overheard Daddy Greg when they got back, talking on the phone and I knew it was out grandpa's 75th Birthday, but I hate when they leave us at all...I never want them to leave us at all...I remember years ago when Daddy Greg took me with him to a horrible state called Florida on a long drive with him.  I was so happy to be with him after he packed his bags, but it was so hot down there and I missed Poppa Tony so much.

Long story short... I get so nervous when I see them leaving us, I know they will be back, but our daddies are our world and we get so upset when we can't be near them, I understand that they ha ve to go away sometimes and I love that they hide their bags from us to spare our feelings sometimes, but we have a doggy sense and we always know.  We love them, but we know....

Yip, LaDee