So, because my place burned down and I was living out of my parent's old guest bedroom for a week, and they're not dog people, and I obviously had my dog with me, I wound up not coming in to work for a week while I stayed with my dog to make sure separation anxiety or something didn't kick in and he'd destroy their room.
So, for the first time in several years, my dog and I basically spent every moment of a week together. Seriously, not out of each other's eye sight for almost an entire week.
It was awesome. I haven't spent so much quality time with my dog since he was a brand new puppy. Talk about bonding. It's like we both rediscovered that we really enjoy each other's company.
Gosh I love my dog