Boyfriend has a dog (a goldendoodle) that he feels very strongly about.
He told me a short story about her (speaking for her) and I decided to illustrate it.
Boyfriend takes puppy for a walk pretty much every day, even when it’s really cold out. It was freezing last week (#polarvortex!), so the walk was especially short. He came in and sat down to chill.
So puppy went downstairs and Boyfriend kept doing what he was doing until it was bed time. He realized he didn’t know where puppy was (she sleeps in his room), so he went to go look for her. He found her outside, waiting to come back in.
Boyfriend thinks she was out there for over an hour in the freezing cold. (His son felt really bad about it when Boyfriend told him the next day.)
Luckily, she was mostly ok.