Well, when you leave them, dog's think you've died. And they think it's their fault. Because their job is to look after you. My little pal used to be so overcome he would wet himself when we first got him.

Now, I can't have a dog where I live, though I like dogs better than people. I am sure there is someone like me near you. Find them, and offer them a few quid to look after the dog. We used to pay our sitter about thirty quid a week, she was always available, loved the dog, he loved her, and she was an old girl who needed the money and we were glad to give it to her. End result, happy, well balanced little dog, no longer lonely old woman, no more damage in house, perfitt.