08-29-2008, 06:05 PM
Lou is to the point where I don't even have to say anything. If I look at all like I'm getting ready to go out (me wearing shoes is one clue!), and most especially if he hears keys come out of my purse, he's over by the hook where his car harness hangs, alternately looking at it and then me. He was totally confused last Sunday when I got out keys to move the car out of the garage so my son could get in the attic. I'm sure he's probably particularly in tune with my behavior since there are only the two of us here. Isaac loved to ride, too, but he always seemed to know the difference between the times there was a chance he could go for a ride and the days when it was time for my husband or me to head off to work. He'd just trudge on out the door on work days. There was a little glaring, but not too much. Have I said I love dogs? 