The Good, the Bad, the Ugly

I’m going to start with the bad and ugly, get it out of the way. My guy’s away for a week–nearly over now. I opted not to go as our regular dog and house sitters are out of town, and you just can’t leave three dogs, much less a new one. And this is fine. I also had a lot of work and a deadline, so a week home alone is all good. However. Our Pancho (someone asked last time, and this is the name he came with when we rescued him at age two) decided about two years ago it was just too much tro...