Every morning before I go to work I say goodbye to my dogs.
And it breaks my heart every time.
I wish I could just stay at home and be with them. I wish I'm so filthy rich to not think about work. Have businesses make money for me. I wish for so many different, shallow and unrealistic things. Treating them like kids, I always tell them (as if they'd understand) that I have to work FOR them. Their food and needs are quiet expensive. Just thinking about it makes me drive my ass to work.
But it does break my heart every morning especially if they walk with me to the car or to the gate. They form my morning send-off committee. They always watch over and see me off. Bruce is the more affectionate one. Always circling and nudging my head while walking to the car or gate. But when I get near the gate or car, he stops from a distance and watches with a sad and curious face. Harvey may not be affectionate one, but ever since he escorts me to the last step. That last space before I open the gate, he's there. He's always right below the driver's door waiting for me to close it. Buddy is a steady and mature dog. He just sees me off while Chivas sometimes barks at me cause I think I might have looked more presentable than usual.
My send off committee every morning leaves a bitter sweet taste in my mouth.
And it breaks my heart every time.
I wish I could just stay at home and be with them. I wish I'm so filthy rich to not think about work. Have businesses make money for me. I wish for so many different, shallow and unrealistic things. Treating them like kids, I always tell them (as if they'd understand) that I have to work FOR them. Their food and needs are quiet expensive. Just thinking about it makes me drive my ass to work.
But it does break my heart every morning especially if they walk with me to the car or to the gate. They form my morning send-off committee. They always watch over and see me off. Bruce is the more affectionate one. Always circling and nudging my head while walking to the car or gate. But when I get near the gate or car, he stops from a distance and watches with a sad and curious face. Harvey may not be affectionate one, but ever since he escorts me to the last step. That last space before I open the gate, he's there. He's always right below the driver's door waiting for me to close it. Buddy is a steady and mature dog. He just sees me off while Chivas sometimes barks at me cause I think I might have looked more presentable than usual.
My send off committee every morning leaves a bitter sweet taste in my mouth.
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