Gracie goes through phases.
For months she'll be in her independent, leave me alone
so I can look out of my window and
bark at other dogs phase...
Then suddenly, without warning, she's into the clingy
phase - where she has to be stuck to my side every minute of every day... hence her nickname... Velcro.
This is where we are right now.
Now if Gary brings food into the room, she'll pull away from me for a moment to see if there's any chance of him sharing. Then it's back up beside of me in my chair. If she could talk, I would guess she'd say, 'move the laptop, I'm coming up'.
Now that I'm working from home, I'm in and out of the house all day, and I always find her in the same position...
Curled up in my chair with my robe.
You think I'm exaggerating... right?
Well wait a minute. Let me grab my phone and get a picture.
I rest my case.
Dear Diary,
I want
my mommy.
Gracie.
