Well, I can't end this blogging without mentioning Scooby. He is such a buddy. When I had my surgery, he laid right next to my feet. When I rested in my bedroom, he follows me up and lays at the doorway. Then, I get up and move to the couch downstairs, and he follows me and lays by the couch. When I watch the squirrels play, and chipmunks scamper, and the birds at my feeder, he is outside watching with me. We even have a rabbit family that comes to the base of the feeder and Scooby doesn't even flinch (too old to run!) I am not sure how much a dog can sense things, but sometimes I think he was saying "It'll be all right."
Peace,
Greta
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