I always run to the window to say “Good Bye” to the Chick and the Dude. I do it for a couple of reasons, one it makes them feel sad for leaving me behind. This works in my favor in case I get into something that they don’t think I should have while they were gone. It makes them feel guilty for leaving me when they return and say, “well you know we shouldn’t have left him behind, remember how sad he looked in the window when we left”. But really I jump up in the window to make sure that they’ve gone so I can get into something without being interrupted. I kind of win ether way. It’s good to be a dog.
