I went to the dog park as usual. Except Daisy didn't want to get leashed to go home. She ran around and dodged me for 2 hours. It took a wonderful lady to come help and someone else's ham sandwich to entice Daisy to get onto her leash. It was 9:30 by the time I got home. She looked at me a couple of times like, "What are we still doing here?" But managed to never lay down and let me approach her to get leashed.
So what did I learn from this experience? Start bringing dog treats and rewarding her when she comes. And even dogs miss thier owners. Regardless if one is left behind to take care of them. I simply can't wait for Johnny to come home to me and the dogs. Although I hope to get the first hug and kiss!