UThis morning Howie asked me why no one has come forward inquiring about him. He could not understand why there isn't a family just waiting for him. He said he's done everything asked of him. He's learned to share space and toys with all the other dogs. He's been a good boy in his crate. He's learning to walk like a good boy on the leash. He's even learning (and liking) all the snuggling stuff.
"Why"
I felt bad for him, so I told him we'd go for a walk to cheer him up.
He thought maybe we were going to look for his forever home.
"Is my family down here?"
"Maybe the squirrels know where I can find my family?"
I told him his perfect family is out there looking and looking, they just haven't found him yet. He was content with that and then decided to rest...well after he insisted I rub his belly.
"Okay, I'll wait"
"But you must rub my belly!!!"