It used to be the other way around. When they were shelter dogs, Preacher took care of Franklin. Franklin was so timid. He would follow Preacher everywhere. If Preacher told him something was ok, Franklin was much more likely to try it. They even lived in the same tiny kennel. Franklin would panic if he wasn't with Preacher. Since Preacher lost his sight and his health started to fail, their roles have reversed. Franklin is much more confident now too so he keeps an eye out for his old buddy--like he's returning the favor.Originally Posted by Ginger's Mom






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. I am just SO glad everything turned out okay. You must have been exhausted after the adrenaline from all that faded away. I bet he appreciated all the special attention though after he was found! Hugs and kisses to you Preacher, from me too!

Huney, Bon & Simba-missed so very much
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