It was really distressing, and I felt so sad! I mean, childhood abandonment issues can really stick with a dog for the rest of his life, you know? I hope I can get over this.
I'm an abandoned puppy... boo-hoo!
While they were away, the weather was pretty nasty. There were lots of bright flashes in the sky, and there would be loud noises, like Pops' tummy in the mornings except a lot louder. But that stuff doesn't bother me at all. Grandma came to check on me, thinking I would be skeered, but I wasn't! I'm a big brave dog!
When my Humans got back from their holiday, they at least took me to go see Knuckles and play with him. It's not enough to win back all my love, but it's a start.
EDIT: Pops insisted that I mention that we live with my grandparents, so it wasn't like I was totally left home alone. Sorry if I gave anyone that impression!