How Cute

Before my wife and I leave the house we have to lock our Boston Terrier, Rocky, up so he won't play pee-and-go-poo around the house. The kitchen is his cell until we return to grant him bail. Before Luke and I went shopping I locked Rocky up and was headed for the door when Luke went over to the barrier and began saying, "It's okay Rocky. It's okay... yeah, it's okay." You should have seen the look on this boys face. The sensitivity and sympathy he had for his best bud. I almost felt bad for Rocky, until I remembered the surprise treats he leaves for me to find. Luke told him, "we'll be back. It's okay Rocky," then we were out the door. "Love you Rocky" Luke rang out.