Really? I mean... I knew that there would be some whining at night, possibly a little barking... but howling? Like a warewolf that is taken in by the full moon, Chubbs was at it ALL. NIGHT. LONG. I figured he would stop at some point, because well... even I would get bored. All the dog training books say to ignore it to make it go away, but I don't think that counts on the first night. I have all day to cure his separation anxiety, unless I pass out here on the floor. I've got coffee now, 100% Kona blend, Hawiian coffee at it's finest. AND leftover Jack in the Box, t-asty.
More later!
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