In the morning I still look for Tsar in his usual spot. I count out too many cookies at treat time and have caught myself filling one too many bowls at dinner. I have to think twice when I sign emails from the dogs, it's no longer Morgan, Tsar and the Porties.
I really intended to sit at the computer and respond to each of you who sent emails and blog comments, but I find the tears starting up and I walk away. I'll get to it, just not yet.