I think it has finally hit Max that Jake is gone & not coming back.He has had at least one accident for the past three days.He was doing so good-no accidents for months.Since he is full grown, it is hard to remember that he is still just a puppy.He is such a good dog!Never runs off or pukes & doesn't shed. He doesn't beg & is so good with kids.He is completely in love with Chloe. He sleeps on her bed at night (part of the poop problem-until it is fixed-back to the kennel) and cries by the door when she leaves.He follows her around the house like a little shadow & loves to be loved by anyone & everyone!Not to mention he is so cute.(All this from a former dog hater, amazing.)Today the vet's office sent us a sympathy card & a little ceramic disk with jakes paw print on it.Our vet is the best.Of course I started to cry~again, but it's okay.So for now I am cleaning up dog stress.Which is better than the other stress I cleaned up this week which has to do with the upstairs toilet overflowing & mom not being called to the scene until 1/2 inch of water had appeared on the floor-or the poop on the bathroom floor that, "fell out before I could sit down"-I won't go too deep into that for Trent's sake.
