
Checking in with Sir Argus. His sister Josie would have been five yesterday. After she passed, Argus became depressed, lasted until around Christmas, mopey, very distant, and the poor thing wanted little to do with anyone.
Then he started coming out of it. Happier every day and now is even kinder and more playful than he was before. Just an oversized furry toddler. His third birthday will be here in a few weeks, but a few days before that, he will be joined by a new companion. A new puppy for his birthday.
We meet her this Sunday. Argus can’t join us, so he will just need to be surprised later. We have to start preparing him. Sharing is not his strong suit, and his toys are all his toys. We will work on it. Tune in on Sunday for some puppy photos and maybe even a name.
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