Opie here. My boys Gregory and Michael go to school ALL THE TIME! When they first adopted me in July, they were with me all the time but near the beginning of September they started going away early in the morning and not coming back until later in the afternoon. Then they didn’t really have time to play with me. They were sitting at the table doing things with those funny sticks that no one will let me chew and Gregory, my big brother was on the computer and NOT looking at my Blog.
Mom explained to me that they were going to school. I don’t like it. I really didn’t like that idea. I want them home with me all the time.
Mom has been taking me along in the van when she takes the boys in the morning. Dad bought me a new seat belt harness and I sit in the middle seat of the van. Michael sits next to me and Gregory sits in the front with Mom. I I love riding in the car. She let’s a window down and I love the interesting street smells as we drive by.
We Get To School
I love the ride, but I hate it when we finally get to the school. These strangers are waiting at the curb to take MY boys out of the car. The Van is MY TERRITORY and those are MY BOYS. KEEP AWAY FROM MY BOYS! I bark at them and you know what?
They ignore me! The boys get out of the car and take all there stuff and disappear into this big building. This makes me sad and my bark turns into a little crying. I miss them and I am a little scared of these teacher people. What are they doing to my boys? They are STRANGERS!
Mom, always talks to me in a calm voice as pull away from the curb and takes me directly to the dog park. Seeing my buddies, Poppy, Isabella, Chase or Woody or Drake or my new friend Rocky usually makes me feel a lot better. We wrestle and race around for a while and I feel lots better.
Mom says I’ll get used to it. I do love riding in the car with them. Mom takes me other places too.
The best part of the day is when she takes me with her to pick them up! I bark at the principle, because he’s kind of scary, but I am too happy to see the boys to bark at the teachers. They are so glad to see me! I get lots of pets and scratches behind my ears and if I turn around in the seat I can get a tummy rub too!
I miss my boys, but if they keep coming home I guess I can tolerate the school thing.