Little Known Fact

It's a well known fact. I have always known. It's no big secret that Shea likes Jeff better than me, but it has never been so blatantly obvious as last night.

I got him ready to go for an evening romp. Once I got his leash on, he ran into the living room to see Jeff. Just saying goodbye, right? We walked outside to the back porch. He took two steps and plopped himself down on the top of the steps, refusing to move.

All he wanted was to get back in that house. We went in so he could have one last look at Jeff, then took off. I used a treat to get him down the stair and around the corner of the house before he threw himself on the ground in the middle of the driveway. Again, refusing to move and looking back for Jeff. 

Jeff was watching out the window, reveling in the love his boy was showing him, but resenting the fact that he had to come for the walk. He just really wasn't feeling into it for some reason. Once he came out the back door, Shea popped up like nothing had ever happened and was ready to go on his way. 

I try not to let it hurt my feelings. I could never be mad at Shea for liking Jeff better than me. I mean, I like Jeff better than me too.