My terrier Tucker never lets me leave his sight, unless he’s crated.
He senses my moods. He feels every ache. And he shares any pain.
My senior boy truly looks out for me.
And today he was extra busy.
I have the flu (in spite of the flu shot), and have been home recovering.
Tucker was so happy to have me around today, but looked very concerned when I attempted to go out and shovel the 12 inches of heavy new snow in the driveway.
He once again stole my warmest old muffler in an effort to prevent me from going outside.
But being stubborn I, of course, went out anyway.
Luckily, I didn’t last long.
Tucker had started barking at me outside the window and wouldn’t quit until I did.
Some days that dog sure is a whole lot smarter than me.
Actually maybe most days.