Jack came back!

Jack was so depressed at his new home, despite the constant attention of a stay-at-home mom and visiting grandkids, and daily walks, and a woods to explore, that he stopped eating! So they called me up and said they didn't know what else to do for him, he was so sad and mopey, and they just wanted him to be happy again. An hour later he was back at our house, bounding around and wagging his tail and playing with the eskies.

He's a nice dog, so I can't complain too much about him being back. I was really enjoying having only two dogs for a week there. One good thing is that I was finding I didn't want to take one eskie and leave the other one at home alone, and now whichever one stays home will always have company.

But I'm still trying to figure out how to take these guys camping at the end of the month.