Now that is one sad dog. Seriously, anyone know where we can pick up some Paxil for Sadie? Ever since we brought her home from staying with Sarah’s parents, she hasn’t been the same dog. She mopes around, sleeps in her crate most of the time and doesn’t really want to play with us. She just stares at us with this look that seems to say, “Why in the hell did you take me away from the good life I had? I actually had it good for a few weeks.”
And she did. She had a great life. She got to have roam of an entire house and got lots of attention and love. I mean, don’t call Animal Control or anything – it’s not like we abuse Sadie – or that she doesn’t have a good and decent life with us. She’s just making it very clear that she preferred her other life for two weeks.
Clearly we can’t leave her with my in-laws anymore – it takes her too long to recover. Anyone have any suggestions? What do you do when your dog is depressed?
