We moved this past weekend. For the most part, Little Bug did amazingly well. He was pretty happy to move- who wouldn't want to when they have a sharkified room? Occasionally, he would be upset and have meltdowns, but they were rather short lived. Actually, I think our dog Frank had more anxiety about it than Little Bug ever did.
I think the main reason that Little Bug adapted well was because of Grandma and Grandpa. They are always a special treat to him and he was pretty excited to have Grandma all to himself while Nick, Grandpa, and I moved.
He had an interesting conversation with Grandma that I had to share. As you may guess, Frank is a boy dog. Well, according to Little Bug, that means he has two tails. He explained to Grandma this and she corrected him telling him that it was a pee-pee. Nope! Little Bug pointed at Frank's penis and said, "One Tail!". He then pointed at the dog's actual tail and counted, "Two Tails!".
Grandma about exploded from trying so hard not to laugh. Little Bug takes these matters seriously and you don't dare laugh.
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