Happy Reunion

Roscoe doesn’t like being away from his Hu-Dad, so a happy reunion follows any separation—even three minutes long.

Where have you been for the last three minutes? - happy reunion
Where have you been for the last three minutes?

Confession time. Roscoe is a daddy’s boy. He doesn’t ever like being separated from the Hu-Dad, even for the briefest period of time. This particular happy reunion came after a quite extended division of approximately three minutes. The appropriate canine mugging followed this photo.

3 Comments

  1. HokiePack on September 15, 2022 at 12:41 pm

    So Sweet Roscoe P. loves his Hu-Dad !!

  2. Juno's mom on September 15, 2022 at 11:36 am

    Typhoon chose well.

  3. JEAN BURKHARDT on September 15, 2022 at 6:31 am

    Hu-Dad-it’s funny a while ago I posted something on Facebook regarding how our dogs feel about separation and even MINUTES can seem like hours to them. I can see that Roscoe P is Daddy’s boy-LOOK at that smile when he sees you again(after that VERY LONG time)!!

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