I went home for lunch. When I opened the door, I saw Voodoo sprawled out in his favorite chair. Zeus was stretched full-length on the sofa. I said "Hi boys, I'm home!" What do I get? Each dog barely opens his eyes and gives a few half-hearted tail thumps. I swear they were thinking "Oh, it's just you. Could you leave the light off, please?" Then they promptly went back to sleep. Harrumph! What's the point of having dogs if they're not happy to see you when you come home? That's one of the best parts of having a dog! I feel so insulted.