As I am sure most of you know, John and I moved this past weekend to a new apartment is Sandy. The move went well, it took most of the day Friday and Saturday but we are mostly moved in now and adjusting well.
Willy on the other hand seems to be so confused about what is happening. The first two times we went to the new apartment, before most of our stuff was there, he pooped on the floor.
Then all day Saturday as we were moving stuff he followed John up and down the hall back and forth to the moving truck the whole time he just looked like he wasn't sure what was going on.
Now that we are mostly moved in the poor little guy just looks confused. This is what I think he would say if he could talk.
"What are we doing here? This is my couch and all my stuff is here but this doesn't look like my home. Why is my food in this corner? Mom, when are we going home?"
When I got home from work yesterday he wasn't even excited he just looked like, "Oh what are you doing here?" Like he is expecting us to take him back to the old place any second now.
It is kind of sad but kind of funny too. Ever since we got Willy when he was a tiny baby puppy we had lived in the other apartment so it makes sense why he would be confused.
The good news is John "accidentally" left him out of his kennel yesterday when he went to work and he hasn't had any accidents since we moved in so at least he seems to be past the poop in the house stage but hopefully he learns to like his new home soon!
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