So, this is apparently what the dogs do when I am not home. I spent some time in Alabama this weekend visiting my best girlfriend (just to be clear, she was my best friend BEFORE she became a veterinarian!). The dogs seemed terribly upset that I was gone and had trouble mustering themselves off the couch (where is that sarcasm font when I need it?).
Of course, when I got home there was jumping, wagging and yes, barking. No one welcomes you home like a dog! And then they got right back on the couch. Solo finally decided to eat his dinner. Or was it breakfast? Either way, at least he ate. More on that another time.