The Sulk

A regular occurrence.  Whenever I pull out the suitcase (which, now, is every week, only this week, it’s twice)

Quite frankly, I should thank my lucky stars she’s even making eye contact.

The other is nowhere to be seen, he likes to sulk in private.

(sigh) I am a bad Dog Mum.

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