Olivia the Dog had one unfortunate, howltacular, night in the crate. That night of hours-long barking and whining broke me down like a Jack Bauer interrogation, eventually leading me to blog my distress in a moment of restless fatigue. Since that night, Olivia’s been nothing less than a model citizen.
I’m a very content puppy owner. Olivia the Dog has singlehandedly centered me and spun my generally cynical outlook around to something atypically positive.
This isn’t much of a blog entry, but I wanted to provide a quick “one week later” update.
In Dog we Trust.