The answer to Can a Wheaten Terrier Cry is yes.
My friend for life, Finn, spent two and a half weeks living with me. Every night we snuggled side-by-side in our beds, reminiscing about the day. Okay, I’m sleeping and Finn is looking for something mischievous to do, but you get my point. He’s my bud. He’s an Icelandic sheepdog and very smart.
Then the day comes when he has to go home. We curl up on the couch – ’cause Matt isn’t home – and I put my paw over my eyes and hide my tears. I know I’m going to miss him.
Why can’t he live with us? I know he has his own humans, but mine are nice too. I think he should move in.