I am sitting here watching Tinker sleep.

His body is stretched out with his head draped over the end of his little bed. Not a care in the world.

The fact that he is sleeping is unremarkable; it’s where he is sleeping like this that is.

It is almost ten P.M. Tinker’s bed is in the middle of the TV room.

Normally Tinker is in his bed when it the sun begins to go down, and there he stays, sleeping for the rest of the night. The fact that he is sleeping in the middle of the room, in the wide open, at this time of the night is a first. Add to this the way he is sleeping; stretched out long, rather than curled up tight; head lolling over the side and resting on the floor.

Complete bliss.

Another step forward.

I watch as he stirs, stretches, then rolls onto his back to rest there, legs splayed, for just a moment before he stretches again, bringing his front paws to his muzzle in that sweet doggie prayer position, then rolls onto his side and back to stillness.

I can’t quite believe it.

To see Tinker at total ease like this gives me even greater belief that one day he will be truly as carefree as our other dogs.

I shall continue to hold to that vision while he does the hard work.


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