Alfie and Rosie both do a runner when I get their harnesses out for a walk, which is silly because they love walking, I think they just see it as a game. Rosie hates if I dress her in anything, she just stands there and looks so sad, though she is starting to get used to her hoodie which goes on if the tempreture drops too low at night. My mom calls it her nighty. She put a real guilt trip on me this morning, shes just come into season for the first time so she got left behind when I took Alfie for his walk. She stood with her little paws against the kitchen door looking through the glass. Apparently she cried and cried. |