Tulip
The next morning, after I made breakfast, Rex and Ink left for work. Shadow was now lying on the couch bitching because he was shot and couldn't go to work. I swear, this morning he was bitching worse than a woman does. If I didn't know any better, I'd think that he was PMSing. I was honestly ready to call the guys and tell them to come and get him.
He was sitting on the couch grumbling again, while I finished washing dishes and put them all away. "I can't believe that they wont let me go to f*****g work. It's bad enough that I'm not allowed on my bike for the next few weeks. But now I can't go to work either. This really sucks. I got dogs to train and new dogs to take care of. I f*****g hate sitting still, not working. Don't get me wrong, I love spending time with you, baby. But
