You know the look. You pick up your keys, and your dog’s ears drop like someone just cancelled Christmas. The tail stops wagging. The eyes go full hostage-negotiation mode. Please. Don’t. Go. You tell yourself they’ll be fine. They have water. They have toys. They have that one sock they stole from the laundry that you’ve just… given up on. But deep down, you know what’s going to happen. Your dog is going to stare…