Vacation but not for Petey

John and I just got back from 5 glorious days in Miami. The worst part was that we had to leave Petey behind with a 'sitter'. We called and checked on both of them regularly. We had been gone about 36 hours when we learned that Petey had taken up residence in the master bedroom. Initially, I was sad, thinking the poor dog missed us so much that he had to be in the bedroom thinking we'd come back home to go to sleep eventually. I had some evidence to think that might be the case because any time John or I happen to be out, he really ratchets up the search for us after dark. He has somehow decided that our curfew is dark.

Anyway, I didn't feel bad long. One, it is hard to feel bad with all the sand, sun & sea. Two, and much more importantly, I realized that Petey had decided that he was in charge. John often says that to him when we leave together. He believed it and moved in to the master bedroom.

Now, not only did we have to anticipate the wrath of Petey for being left the better part of a week. We had to concern ourselves with the transfer of power!! We discussed and prepared all the way home.

Much to our surprise Petey met us at the airport. He was thrilled we had returned. He was not at all angry and eager to transfer the power back to us. The one thing we know for sure about Petey is that you never know!!