My sister Gracie is not like me. (Thank heavens my mom says!) I have a lot of excess energy and anxiety, throwing all the pillows off the sofa (which she is fine with), whining (which drives her crazy) and begging for attention and food. . .
All. The. Time.
Around 4 to 6 pm is an especially hard time of day for me and my mom. We are both glad when my dad comes home from work and my mom says she is ready for a glass of wine. . .
But once I’m strapped into your shirt,
hugging me like a sausage casing :) I’m instantly
calmed and the whining stops.
I actually wag my tail when she picks my shirt up
and heads over to me to put it on when I need it. . .