March 27, 2020

White Dog was dragging a bit. She sometimes does on the days she receives her discus compositum medication. The medicine after dinner and a good night's sleep and she is good to go for the next three days.

She was sleeping soundly but I wasn't. My partner for those nights was gently snoring and healing.

I sat and stared into the darkness.

Softness brushed against my leg and I looked down.

"Momma," Opal whispered so as to not waken the others, "I will sit with you. Help me up and you can pet my furs and lean into my warmth. We can just sit quietly together until you are ready to sleep."