It had only been one day, but Buddy wasn’t doing well given mom, dad and Tiff’s return to Ohio. I think he really got used to someone always being around. When Donna ran home for lunch, he completely ignored her. As a result, we made Wednesday night “Buddy night.” Donna took him for a walk and let him sniff every little thing he wanted to. When they got home, I played fetch and tug-of-war with him until he was worn out. After dinner, we played some more fetch while Donna was cleaning up the kitchen and after that, he got some heavy-duty snuggling with ‘mom.’ By the end of the night he seemed to be back to his usual self.
