I was hoping Tiber's loyalty would somehow extend to me while Trevor is gone in New York, but not so. He was absolutely uninterested in keeping me company in the basement last night. He preferred to stay upstairs in view of the door in case Trevor came back. When I returned home at 6:00 AM yesterday after dropping Trev off, I had totally lost it and cried the whole way home, and when I came in the house I was hoping for some puppy consolation. Tiber just picked his head up, sniffed the air, saw Trevor was not with me, heaved a sigh and flopped back down.
I guess he's only man's best friend.
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