Monday, May 11, 2015
30 days - Day 27
It's hard being apart from her at night but I am delighted she adapted so quickly to being downstairs all the time. Not so much her human companion in the adaptation department. I moved her main bed and waterbowl downstairs. The bedroom floor looks stark without her bits. And herself. Who would jump on my bed in the morning and wait for me to wake up, not moving a whisker. And put me to sleep at night by stretching out her whole body, back to back on the bed. I called that "Cuddlebunz" as we do with our own special words with our animals.
Her jumping is hit or miss now, but you should see her bound around the meadow in Puppy-Days-Are Here-Again mode. Breathtaking. And a great appetite. So no, she's not sick, she's just old.
Like her mama.