Finding Peace

It seems to be harder and harder for Murph to find peace.  I have promised myself that I will "know" when she is ready, and I think the gauge is when I sense her heart is no longer in "it."  But she continues to be restless, now wandering the back yard during the day, nuzzling the back gate, as if she wants to travel outside the fence, see the world.  

And Sage, while still focused on healing, also seems to be slightly more attentive to Murphy, licking her ears, smelling her, leaning on her. 

I can tell both of us are struggling to find peace with where she is right now.  It's hard.

Murphy's day.