As fun-loving as Mojo is, he's also extremely sensitive. It's why we can't board him (even at his favorite daycare) IF we go out of town. (He'll be depressed for the next month and have abandonment issues). One weekend, Matt worked a lot and Mojo didn't see him. Mojo refused to eat until he saw Matt. He looks depressed every morning when we leave for work and even the smallest change in his routine makes him uneasy. So we try to keep this in mind. He's just a sensitive dog, who loves and relies on his people.
Last night, we went to a new neighbor's football party. We said our usual goodbyes and went across the street. We meant to stay about 20 minutes, that turned into an hour, then two. But still, if the dog tried hard enough he could probably hear us talking. We weren't that far away. We came back and Mojo was shaking. He had his head down and the most freaked-out look on his face. He practically rushed us when we came in the door. He was SO HAPPY to see us. He kept trying to lick me, then Matt, and back and forth because he couldn't make up his mind. Even Gunnar rushed us and instantly wanted cuddles.
"What happened?" Matt and I both looked at each other. The pets were both seriously freaked out. Even aloof Katie even came and gave me a kiss and said "I missed you" (even though she'd been ignoring me all day).
Nothing was broken or out of place at the house. I thought maybe they broke something and then were upset. No, Matt thinks it was because we left and they're used to us leaving in cars. We walked across the street, hence they didn't hear a car and maybe Mojo thought something happened to us and we weren't coming back. Matt and I do occasionally walk places, usually with Mojo, which is why the oldest cat wasn't really freaked out. But Mojo was because we usually take him when we walk to the park next door.
Poor guy. I guess next time we'll bring him to the football party.
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