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SLEEPING IT AWAY

I was just watching Booker. He is in the hall, deeply asleep. He is having the leg twitches and movement that accompany deep dream sleep. Like he is running off the fear and pain that he has had over the last months.

He is vocalizing in his sleep. Little moans and groans.

I think about the loss he has had.

We gave up our Franklin and it was a grievous loss but we could talk to each other about it, accept the solace of others and work our way around to seeing the possibility of having another dog in our life.

Booker lost his Mom to an auto accident. Then his Dad who could not cope.

No one could explain. He could not work out what to do about it.

He got to go to a half way house situation. Airedale camp. He was well treated and loved. But it was not the same as home.

I know there is some anthropomorphizing here but still.

He has had a lot happen.

He is safe now and he is beginning to realize it. I see him sleeping so soundly for the first time since he has been here. It is so good to see him healing.

We need each other.

Here he is, at rest, just after coming in for a kiss. He is a great kisser.

We are pretty good too.

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