Yes, It's hunting season. All of our men left last Saturday so they could get a decent camp spot and be scouting the elk until opening day, which is tomorrow. Ratchet and I are "home alone", so to speak.
Seeing as how Ratchet really is Scott's dog I'm happy to day I've survived the last three days pretty well. We've gone on some super long walks and I've found my man voice. The nail trimming and bath time even went ok. All that to say, I'll be really glad when my guy is home again.