Period Of Adjustment

Molly and I have entered a period of adjustment regarding my new schedule and she is begrudgingly accepting it. That is if you call acceptance turning a lamp over and chewing on my laundry. Molly really does not have a choice in the matter. She is much more clingy now that I have gone back to work but I have spent the last six months with her, basically 24/7. I am sure there is a sense of loss there. There is for me. I miss Molly. When I do come home she hogs the bed even more and steals all of the covers so I will give her that one. With Sammy the Bear roaming the property again, I am really not found of walking her in the dark and that flashlight is not that much help. We have survived this long without a boy scout merit badge, I guess we can survive another summer.