Sad Eyes

Okay, so it's Monday. Monday for most of us means workday after having a couple of days off. Well for the girls, any day when both Jamey and I are at work is a sad day. This morning we were up and at it by 6am and once the dogs see that both of us are showering right away, they know.

We're going to work.

There are a couple of ploys they use to try to make us stay home...sometimes they both go lay down in their kennels well before it's time for us to leave, as if to say "Fine, we're ready...just leave then." Today it was the sad eyes. Reese was laying on her little bed, feet out in front, nose low with the saddest puppy dog eyes ever...just hoping that Jamey and I would be convinced that quitting our jobs, living off of water and cardboard would be so much better because we would be TOGETHER all day, every day.

But, tempted as I was by Reese's offer of cardboard and water, I headed out to work. And what do you know? They both survived.