A canine sulk
I have no idea what’s going on with my dogs today. They were cuddled on the couch together, sharing a fuzzy toy they’re both particularly fond, of when I went outside to rummage around in my truck for a receipt I can’t find.
I came in to find Mini curled up in her dad’s recliner and Taz slumped on the couch. They’re both sulking and want nothing to do with each other or with me.
Sometimes they’re worse than the cats.
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