Longing

Poor Jake. We are watching him while my parents are in St. Johns for the funeral of Uncle Larry. He’s not used to hanging outside with other dogs all day. He’s been sitting outside the door whining. I’d let him in but he pooped in the house when he first got here last night. Also, he is wet and dirty due to the rain. Oh well, he’ll be spoiled in a few hours when he reunites with my mom.