It’s like Bandit knows that after this lovely long weekend together, now I must return to work. We’ve had our walk, I’ve packed up my lunch and my bag and I’m just eating something before I go. Bandit is lying behind me – he came up the stairs and into the office quiet as a mouse and now he’s lying at my feet hoping that his sweet presence will make it unbearable for me to leave him for so long to go to work. I hate leaving him. AGH!