As the weekend progresses, Ziggy becomes more connected. She has to investigate everything, always be present. She tries to stay out of the way, but even if I'm just crossing the room, she has to cross the room and see what's up.
By Sunday evenings we are so close, I swear she can read my mind.
And then Monday comes, and I leave her for many hours and every Monday evening is the pits. She's belligerent and rough, won't mind at all. Obnoxious and hyper and naughty.
And she calms down through the week, and then it all starts again.
By Sunday evenings we are so close, I swear she can read my mind.
And then Monday comes, and I leave her for many hours and every Monday evening is the pits. She's belligerent and rough, won't mind at all. Obnoxious and hyper and naughty.
And she calms down through the week, and then it all starts again.
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