Don’t Forget Me!

I have to tell you about my experience from yesterday. I’m still a little freaked out by it but I think I’m ok to talk about it now.

Mom had left for “work” and dad was heading out to visit with and check on his uncle. Dad said the temps were very cold and he had to make sure his uncle had enough wood in the house to keep warm. Dad let my little brother Dalton and big sis Jess out and I insisted I was fine. I didn’t need to go “potty”. I was nice and warm just cuddled up on my personal couch. Besides it was somewhere below zero out there. Was every body crazy? Did they really expect me to go outside just to pee? Unbelievable!

Well, maybe. Ok I guess I did have to go so I pulled myself up and climbed off the comfy couch. Dad was just letting the other two brown nosers in so I ducked around them to run out quickly. It really didn’t seem as cold as the weather guy said so I dilly dallied for a tiny bit. Next thing I know dad is driving away in his truck.

There I was thinking, what?  What just happened?  Did he really leave me out here? That’s just not possible. Doesn’t he know how cold it is? Doesn’t he know I could freeze my toes off in this weather? He wouldn’t forget about me. How could he? So I had to just sit down and cry a little bit. Not a lot, mind you. Just a little. Well maybe more than a little but NOT a lot. When dad came home I cried real loud just so he knew what a bad boy he’d been.

He brought me in the house and wrapped me in a nice warm blanket, gave me a treat and a nice massage. A few more massages and pampering and maybe (MAYBE) I’ll forgive him.

~Jake, the semi-frozen black lab

Tip of the day: always know where your dogs are before you leave home.