Ever since we boarded Mr. B at his daycare, he thinks every time we're going to daycare, he's going to be left behind. So now it has become an ordeal getting him out of the car for daycare. When we drive up to the building, he will ball himself up and brace himself in his seat, so I will have to climb into the backseat and carry him out of the car and into daycare like a little puppy. The funny thing is that he has such a great time when he's there and he is completely exhausted the whole night,
but the next week he forgets all about the great times at daycare and he still thinks he's going to boarding, so the drama starts all over again. Though we like to believe that he is missing us, we believe that his real affection is for his stuffed toys.
From videos of the dogs playing posted by the daycare, Mr. B looks like a little boy with his head in the clouds, strolling around aimlessly by himself, while Miss M and all the other dogs are running around and playing together. Mr. B even gets bumped by these running dogs, but it doesn't seem to phase him or take him down from the clouds.
We have been envisioning Mr. B as Calvin from Calvin and Hobbes and all of his stuffies are Hobbes and while he is at daycare, he is sauntering around reminiscing about all of his adventures with his best friends, Mr. Stuffy and crew. So the moment he gets home, he is reunited with his friends and he can go back to having his most excellent adventures.
Though most of their adventures have been in the house, there were times that their travels went past our four walls and into the streets of our grand city.
We often say that Miss M is the smart one and Mr. B...tries hard, but it could be that Mr. B is just misunderstood and he is really the imaginative one.