My rescue puppy is still going outside looking for her big brother EVERY DAY. Then she walks back up, sits on the deck and just looks around, like she keeps thinking he’s somewhere outside and will find his way home. It’s very sad. I’m not dreaming this stuff up… this is a puppy that we nicknamed “zoomie” because she would go out and just run and run and run around, playing with her toys, flipping her ball up in the air and chasing it, trying to ”tease” Rudy into chasing her by grabbing is ball and running right up to him then turning and running.
She really needs someone to play with and we are nowhere close to ready for another one yet.
On a positive note, I haven’t seen my wife cry over Rudy in two whole days now.