Day 1247

Both Gus and Sam follow us from room-to-room and will not allow us out of their sight. Ranger isn’t far behind, but will position himself in a spot with a wide view of his domain. We cannot escape, but would never want to! However, Sammy takes it to the next level. Upstairs, the basement, outside… unless a dreaded gate is incorporated, wherever we go, he will follow. He is desperate to be near us.

If I place the gate on the stairway, our youngest will mope at the base until I reappear. Although there are times when we need to be parted (ex. Changing the bed without him using it as a trampoline), the reunion that follows my return is almost worth the 10 minutes of angst for our boy as he waits. Tail-wagging and crying often ensue and his Velcro personality shifts into high gear!

Knowing there are times in life when we must sever that close contact with loved ones is easier for some. For me, it is NOT one of my strengths. It is never an easy time when my dearest friends and family must leave on a trip of any sort. Like Sammy, I actually grieve for the loss and count the days until their return,

Also, like Sam, my happiness knows no limits upon their return. I simply want loved ones close at hand just in case a hug is needed.

Is that asking too much? I think not, but my family and close friends seem to disagree. So, I find that waving goodbye while holding a big box of tissues comes in mighty handy.