Quote Originally Posted by Freedom View Post
Monday morning, I had to go out to the monthly Caregivers Support Group meeting. Tasha tried to slip out the door to the garage when I left, but I stopped her. This is what Dad told me when I returned home 3 hours later:

"Tasha has been barking at me non stop since you left. She barked at that door, I thought she had to go out so I opened it. She ran into the garage, sniffed the tire line to the door, ran to sniff the second tire line, then barked at the door. She wanted to track you! I finally got her back in the house (she did not go out the back door to the yard) She ran to your bedroom, checked your bathroom, then started barking at me again. I have a headache, it has been non stop barking."

She scolded me for a good 10 minutes when I got in.

So maybe she likes me a little bit, after all!
Ahem... Mom... First of all, did I say you could leave? Second, where did you go and why didn't I get to go with you? No four-legged caregivers at the monthly meeting? BumMER! What a smart girl, she told Dad in no uncertain terms that you weren't where you're supposed to be. ... Miss Tasha, you hit it out of the park with Sandie and Dad and the other fluffy-fluffs! I love the froggie-dog pose she's doing in a couple of the pictures