It’s indisputable that of the two humans in the house, I’m the dog’s favorite, but that doesn’t mean she doesn’t keep track of Ben’s whereabouts too. When he goes outside to shovel snow (again), she watches through the window…at least for a few minutes.
And he gets the third degree when he comes back inside.
All that vigilance really tires her out, though.
You think shoveling is hard work? Try watching someone shovel.