Thanks so much, everyone. Dasher has been extra spoiled today. We played with the racoon this morning. Mr. Mallard has been AWOL for a few months. Can't find him anywhere. I got a few pics of him shaking the critter. It's so fun to watch.

Dasher got a little tuna juice on his kibble this morning (he loves tuna). Then, for lunch, he had his own grilled hot dog. I must have cut the bites too small because he hardly chewed them. I'm amazed at how far we both have come. He's such a sweet dog. I think Duke led me to the perfect one.

One thing to note. He has started "doing wheelies" like Duke used to do at the front door when I was getting ready to take him out to potty. He's also started waiting for me by the front window, laying his feet and head on the ledge the way Duke used to do. In the first months I had him, he wouldn't go near that window. I like to think they're ways that Duke is telling me he's still with me. A part of my heart will always ache because he's not with me. But Dasher makes that ache much less painful. For that, I'm so thankful.