Reilly let 'em have it, he stood up and let out his famous schnauzer/yorkie mix YOWL!
And let me tell you, his yowl hurts my ears it is so high pitched and LOUD, take that people!
But it didn't help, they just shut the door, even after Reilly tried his sad face look.
Fine, we decided to go into our crates and sleep, look at us, sleeping together and NOT FIGHTING! Take a picture, TAKE A PICTURE to prove we can get along (oh yeah, the lady did...)
But I did curl up as far away from the little guy as I could, and I hid my face behind the cushion, if I can't see him I can pretend that he isn't there. I hate jail.
I want you to know that Reilly practices that poor me face when the lady isn't around!