The dogs missed me last weekend

When I was growing up we had a black cocker spaniel named Princess. Whenever we'd leave on vacation and Princess didn't come with, she'd snub my mother for a few days when we returned. It was almost like she was letting my mom know that she was not happy being left behind.

That is not the case with my brood. I spent the weekend at the Mississippi Valley Quilt Guild Retreat, leaving the dogs at home with my husband. He did request that I stop at home to feed the dogs on Saturday when I came back into town, because Lady refused to eat breakfast that morning. But otherwise the dogs did well in my absence and were elated when I returned on Sunday.

All three dogs climbed in my lap and Einstein gave me big kisses, a treat he usually reserves for Adam, his favorite. Sophia and Lady wouldn't let me out of their sight the rest of the evening and they all got really excited when we got their leashes out to take them on a car ride to check out some houses.

But I really knew I was missed when Einstein went to bed when I did, instead of staying up with Adam which is his normal routine. Instead he cuddled with me.