Today the kids came over and took Sonnyboy out in the yard to… I don’t even know how to describe it… kind of play with him. They weren’t sure how to play with him. He wasn’t sure how to play with them. They screamed a lot and threw his bone in the air and ran around. He ran around a lot and jumped in the air (though not anywhere near where the bone was) when they threw the bone.
It looked like some weird dance.
And now he’s wiped out.
I wonder if he’s ever played with kids before? I mean, before we got him.
What a waste of a good dog. Every minute he wasn’t in a house where he was adored, it was such a waste.