The dogs are still adjusting to everything. They are sticking to all of us like glue. This is what they experienced: “Dad was here everyday. Then he was gone (in the hospital). Dad is back and we are excited. Dad is gone and has not come back.” The dogs are worried we are going to be gone too. This morning, when I went to go to work, BB (who had followed me the entire hour around the house) started to whine and it broke my heart. She always has a hard time when I go back to work but this year, it is a lot rougher. I wish I could just take her with me – however, I would literally not get any work done cause I would be chilling with her!!! Praying for the dogs to grief and heal.