Hey there everyone. Poor Chester, my oldest left for college on Long Island last weekend.. and he keeps laying in her room and if I mention her name.. like I said "Do you miss Courntey?" .. he let out one little baby bully "woof" and ran to the back door And most times he lays in the kitchen (where the back door is), not in the living room like he used to. I feel bad for him, I think he's waiting for her to come home, but he doesn't understand. My poor boy.