I wanted to get to a movie today, and actually get some stuff done around the house, so I put Chester in daycare. I can’t really figure out if he enjoys it or not. I think he does; he pulls toward the buildings, not away. In fact this morning, he was whining when we got there, which he rarely does; I thought he might have to really go, because he hadn’t gone before we left the house, but nothing was forthcoming.

The only problem with daycare is you have to drop them off — then you have to go out and get them again! It never seems to be as much of a break as I’d like. Every once in a while I just feel that I need some Chester-free time, and that’s normally where the husband comes in, but obviously not this week.

Thinking about it, though, I guess Chester must at least somewhat enjoy daycare. There was someone dropping their dog off for boarding right before us, and you could just see this poor dog was not happy - tail tucked in. Chester goes in all excited, tail wagging a mile a minute. I just wish I knew that they really do everything they say they do!

We played in the house this morning, since the yard was still very wet. We haven’t played that much inside in a while, so I made sure to play with him in almost every room in the house — so he doesn’t begin to view any rooms as unused, and therefore a potential bathroom.

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