I’ve mentioned previously that our dog is having a rough time adapting to all things baby-related here at the casa. This has become painfully obvious in several respects, the most pronounced being his new-found attachment issues. He has always been attached - following me from room to room - but he’s been taking this obsession to new extreme heights recently.
Instead of laying a typical three feet away (on his bed), he now selects a spot that is as close as possible, if not directly touching my person.
Evidence:
Those are my black pants. That is the black dog in question, roughing it on the hard floor, reclined against the legs of my chair. And that is a nice comfy dog bed that is currently only serving as a pillow.
This poor dog. He’s got a rough couple of months ahead of him.
