Okay now I don't feel so bad about my attachment to my dog.
When he was about 1.5 years old I went to Hawaii and was home sick because I wanted to go back to my dog -- pitiful. LOL I actually cried before I left and then cried when I got into the hotel, and just wanted to go home to my boy....who does that when they're in Hawaii, of all places?! LOL The trip was still fun, but man was I happy when I got home to my dog!!
Now I've been in Texas without him for 10 days so far (granted I get to see him on Thursday/Friday) but then I'm back out here for two more weeks. I'm doing okay with this one though because it was my decision to leave him in Florida so he could bond with the puppy rather than letting her take over the household -- which is what she would do if it were just my parents watching her (haha).
I'm sad that he is not out here with me, but when I talk to my mom and she tells me that he's helping train the puppy (apparently he nudged and growled at her when she put her feet up on the couch and she got right down...no dogs on couches in my house) it makes me feel good and that I made the right decision...plus I know that I'll be home soon enough!!!