When a House is NOT a “HOME”

Trying to concentrate on some things I have to get done, but I am having a hard time doing so. It’s quiet here, WAY too quiet!

Dakota’s Dad dropped him off at the Vet this morning to get his teeth cleaned. He has had the procedure before, his blood work was 100% normal,  but I still worry.

I thought I would use the quiet time here to get some work done, but I can’t. I can’t concentrate. Nothing feels right.

Dakota Lifestyle Nutrish looking at camera

I look to my side while typing at the computer  and the giant ball of fur that is usually sleeping peacefully next to me isn’t here.

I hear doors open in our hallway that “Security Dog Dakota” would be on top off,  but  there is no barking.

I get up to get something to eat and I have no one stalking me to see what I am eating.

Lindy Gourmet dog treats Dakota after eating

Sure, our cat, Cody, is somewhere in our home sleeping. As is often the case with cats, he hasn’t a care in the world that his brother isn’t home.

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I guess I am less cat-like than I originally thought. Until that smiling bundle of fur comes through our door later today, our house just won’t feel like a HOME.

 

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Hurry home Dakota!

Your Mama (and Dad), and yes, even Cody too,

ARE MISSING YOU!!!!!

xoxoxo

UPDATE! Vet called at around 1pm. Said they took Dakota earlier than they expected to. All went well!!! Said he has been out of anesthesia for some time and will be ready to go around dinnertime!  Vet said his teeth cleaned up great!!!! Excited to see my crazy boy!!!  (Remind me I said that tomorrow when he is on my nerves again lol)