It is inevitable that Obi would be left behind at home at times.
In the extremely pet / animal friendly US, there are still a lot of places where pet are not allowed. Of course, not everybody can welcome pets into their establishments. There are still a number of people, who are either allergic or afraid, perhaps because of past traumatic experiences like a bite. Or there are just some establishments where utmost cleanliness is required like the supermarket, pharmacy, hospital or restaurants (not all).
So whenever The Husband and I go out for errands, to Church, to eat out or to attend hoomans only events, Obi stays at home in his crate.
Why crate him?
Well, Obi is generally a good boy as he came to us house trained. He knows that his peepee and poopoo times are when he goes out (once in the morning and another time in the evening,) except for two little peepee accidents he made while we were away. So ever since we’ve had those, we decided to keep him in his crate to just save us the headache of exorbitant apartment closing bills in the future.
The crate is no cage. In fact, Obi also hangs out in his crate when we are at home. Its his man cave (even if he has several favorite corners across the entire apartment to cuddle into). He bundles up his blanket and lies down, usually giving a sigh. I suppose of boredom because his hoomans are just too busy doing something else. Hahaha!
Anyways, back to Obi’s being left behind. I’ve always been curious of what he does, how he is when he is left all by his lonesome self. So I, in all my pet stalking abilities, set up my camera and recorded 32 entire minutes of Obi all alone in the apartment, inside his crate, while I walked to the pharmacy to buy a teeny bottle of super glue (no, it was not for Obi).
I watched the video as soon as I settled in post pharmacy errand. And it is part heart breaking, part hilarious and part tiring. Obi went on and on and on as he waited, rather impatiently, for me to come home.
I can’t imagine how he is when we are away from him for hours on end! Baka nabaliw na si Obi? Or I guess that’s why he is overcome with intense joy when he sees us walk through the door after being away for so long.
It also makes me wonder if the neighbors actually hear him. To be honest, I can hear his barking from outside our front door! And he has a pretty solid bark for such a punggok doggie, don’t you think?
After watching the video twice (Of course I had to show The Husband, who was also laughing his ass off when Obi started howling), all the more I wish I could take Obi everywhere we go, but we all know that that coming into fruition is just impossible.
So, as a pet parent, all I can do, is just accept that Obi will bark and howl until his voice disappears, but pray that he remembers that he has our arms to happily jump into when we come home.
Did you watch the video until the very end?