This is the third time it’s happened in April alone; it’s a traveling month for S&L and every time they load up the car Ghost gets relegated to Uncle Joel’s Cabin. Which he has decided he hates, at least relative to his normal paradise.
So I showed up at the appointed time and L was trying to convince Ghost to walk out the door. And Ghost was having none of it. He knew why Uncle Joel was there – no doubt L had been sending “packing to leave” signals all morning – and he was not amused.
Fortunately I had anticipated an attitude issue, so I brought LB’s leash. Ghost loaded into the Jeep with scant grace and refused to even enjoy the ride as we stopped off to visit chickens and then came back to the Lair.
And he accepted a treat in the name of noblesse oblige, and then he demanded that I move over because he was appropriating the kneehole for the duration. Which will be through Wednesday this time.
L has promised that May will be a travel-free month. Ghost isn’t a problem – hell, we lived together for eight years – but this business of being judged and found wanting by a dog over and over becomes wearing after a while.
Doesn’t look like he’ll be curling up in there like he used to.
Is he unhappy because you are the alpha or he isn’t the only dog at your house?
Oh, I think he’s just unhappy because he really really loves Auntie L. He always preferred Landlady’s company to mine, too, even if it meant he had to put up with Dharma, with whom he is not enthralled.
You could always show him what’s left of Seymour as a reminder of what becomes of those who displease the Lord of the Manor sufficiently…
}:-]
😀 Funny you should say that. Ghost has gotten that message before.