I have to laugh at people when they say they are put in the dog house, like it is supposed to be a bad place. I’ve heard people say that they are living a dog’s life. Personally I feel that they should want to live a dog’s life, especially if the dog has the kind of treatment, that my dog gets. Last week I was coming home on my lunch hour, so I could take my puppy for a walk. I noticed that there was an issue with the air conditioning. I didn’t want my baby to have to stay in an apartment that didn’t have any air conditioning. I checked the thermostat thinking that maybe I had bumped it when I was in a rush to leave this morning, but it was still set at seventy. For some reason, the thermostat was not communicating with my AC unit. I called the HVAC company and I said about needing to have my AC serviced and I explained the problem. They told me that they couldn’t get to the apartment until early that evening, but they would be there. I told them what time I got out of work, and that their timing was perfect. I didn’t know what I was going to do with my puppy, so I wrapped her up and I carried her and her bed back to my office. I laid her bed in front of the AC air vent, and she laid there like a perfect angel, and never even whimpered, for the next couple of hours.