Getting Used to Not Having a Dog

On Wednesday we returned Mindy to Leader Dog.  The house seems awfully quiet. The dog slept in her cage next to my bed and now there is no snoring. Dick has taken down most of the gates we had through out the house. Thursday we cleaned up what seemed like bushels of black hair.  This morning Dick chopped the walnuts for his oatmeal and put them on the window cell, like he usually does to keep them from the dog. When he turned around Fervor, the cat, was eating them. Fervor stayed pretty well hidden while we had the dog.