Rupert is not amused.
As I mentioned in previous posts, it was a beautiful weekend last weekend and I was out as much as possible. While I was trimming and tying the raspberries, Rupert was at the door, crying.
So when I had a little break, I put him in his harness again then went back outside to give him a few minutes to adjust. Soon enough, he was back at the door looking for me, so I clipped on his leash, scooped him up, and brought him outside
At first, he seemed really calm. But then the ears went down and the tail went between his legs.