Emile is back home now and was really happy to see me. Sat in my lap all the way home and wet down my jeans for me just in case I was hot :shock:
He had a very serious conversation with me on the drive home and I promised not to do that to him again unless I had too...
Right now, he happily chewing on his plastic toy near my feet (which is actually a qt. size glad bag whose "zipper" won't zip so he can't suffocate himself. He doesn't want inside the bag, just chews on it...)
I think we both feel much better now :roll: :roll: