are you barking at ME?
i went home for my usual lunchtime puppy walk and Mr. K was out of sorts. he kept sniffing the air in the kitchen and letting out a little bark. distracted, he barely touched his lunch.
when it was time to return to his crate, he was paralyzed by fear in my presence.
hey buddy, it’s me! the guy who spent good money on you. the one who loves you, cares for you, feeds you, takes you outside, etc.
what nerve!
