Last night, for the third night in a row, I dreamed. What did I dream about this time?
Well, the setting was the back yard, and we had a big melt- so much so, that there was a big stream running through the center of the yard. The dogs were enjoying it, but no dog so much as TUCKER. Tucker was just running and sliding into the stream- full of muck and mud, big Boxer smile on his face. He was so happy. I looked at him, and I was happy too.
I awoke this morning with a smile. Tucker loved to get in and wallow in mud to cool off. I wonder if Tucker is letting me know he will be okay?
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Probably. But if it's not Tucker, it's YOU letting you know you'll be okay! :)
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