My little boy Minx

My little boy Minx

I’m the worst mom. Yesterday I posted this lovely blog for Minx Happy 6 month Birthday Minx on his six month birthday, the only problem was it wasn’t yesterday, it was the day before. DUH!!!! I’m the 22nd, he’s the 21st. I really don’t know how I got so confused. Minx is actually born on April 21 which I liked it because my marshmallow was born on April 1st. I felt the birthday month and number one was fitting since I got him after he my Marshy passed away. So we celebrated his 6 month birthday a day late. Thankfully he didn’t seem to mind. I didn’t have a sixteen candles situation on my hands. I did however have another issue with him on my hands when I left the house.

I got my hair done yesterday so I was gone for a few hours. When I got home there was a note on my door. It was from my neighbor across the hall. She was checking in because my dogs were crying for a really long time. I know it wasn’t my dogs plural. Zoey doesn’t do that, it was Minx. 😞. He doesn’t like it when peyote leave especially me. He did this when I went for my MRI. My super went by and actually got concerned because he never heard my dog cry at the door like that. He thought maybe something happened to me. Minx is still a baby and I guess he has some separation anxiety. This isn’t good. I didn’t even get the chance to thank my neighbor because as soon as I got home, I was greeted by both dogs and the phone ringing. It was my daughter so needed my help. By the time I got myself together I collapsed on the couch and never made it across the hall. I may have to leave my own note on my door when I leave saying I’m out, Minx is sad but everything is OK.

Poor baby. Not sure how to fix this one. I’m home a lot, Minx is certainly use to me home. He would have been fine if anyone was here. He might still cry when I leave but he cries when Mikayla leaves and sometimes my aide. Minx cries over a lot of things. I think he just doesn’t like to be left alone. I guess Zoey isn’t the same type of company. Hopefully he grows out of it because yes I’m home a lot but i do have to go out sometimes. Ugh so sad my poor baby boy.

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