Yesterday and this morning, Murphy has started something new, waking up when I get up. She stands, struggles to gain her balance, then wobbles to the back door. I open it (turn on the back porch light since it is dark at 5 AM now), and help her down the stairs. I then leave her to wander for awhile until I hear her "paws up" on the first stair, wanting help back in.
Sage stays in her crate the whole time, until I get back from my run.
The good news is that Murph, when she comes in, surveys the kitchen looking for food, so she is hungry and ready for the day to begin.
Each day, now, brings a change. I look at her, hold her, and worry.
Murphy's day.
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