Get out of this place.

Liz and I took the dogs to the park today. Bones has come out of his shell and is very much the social butterfly, picking playful fights with all the other dogs. But he always comes back to where we are sitting just to check in with us and make sure we are still there.

Today we sat in a different area than we usually do, so when Bones came to check in, he couldn’t find us. He panicked and ran straight for the gate. When we weren’t there either he stuck his head out of the fence and looked in the direction of our apartment. He may have chewed up my W-2, and pulled the laces out of my shoes, and I may be a little tired of his puppy antics, but watching him desparately look for us and then leap for joy when I walked over and got him was a little adorable. Probably not, but I may miss him a little bit when he leaves us after this weekend.

New Orleans, Louisiana. 1.28.2012.