Where was Tyson?

Tyson is too much of a baby to go to a kennel. He's never been and I think he'd freak out if he had to spend the night in a strange place and not on a bed. He's spoiled. Our neighbors love dogs, so they were happy to invite Tyson into their home for the weekend. When we picked him up yesterday they told us that Tyson wouldn't eat his food, so they made him some rice and chicken (suckers!). When they took Tyson outside to go on a walk he would only go in the direction of our house. They love dogs so much, and were so worried about his separation anxiety, that they'd walk him to our house, knock on the door, and then tell him that nobody was home.

Tyson was kind of quiet last night. I think he's reconsidering his options!