Adventures in Doggy Parenting, Ep. 2

Last night I was (rather inadvisably) awake until 3am, and Eli was Not Pleased. Come about 2:30 and he began to drag me into bed. I can't help but laugh, considering he's usually the one who's tiring me out. Additional bonus: he passed right out, which was a blessing.

Also, this last Wednesday was his first day at daycare! Got a call in the middle of the day to let me know that he was nothing but confident and excited to play after being a little (reasonably) overwhelmed at the start. I was both glad and sad when he wasn't terribly interested in me when I came to pick him up because he wanted to stay. A good sign, definitely, but still.

On the way home, I really wished I could speak dog so I could ask him about his day. Did he make friends? Did he have fun? What did he do? Does he like the people there? It was clear he'd had a nice day, but I so wanted to know all about it. Silly, I know, but true.

I would love to ask the staff, but I wasn't sure how annoying that would be and/or if the staff in the evening would have even been on shift long enough to have those answers. Maybe if they're not busy next time, I'll try.