True love

For my mom, Popcorn is not a "new" dog; it's simply "her" dog. Like she always had it. And Popcorn treats my mom like a long lost best friend, finally back to save her.

Last night the dog was in the lobby, waiting for her. As soon as my mom entered, the dog was by her side, wagging, gently touching her leg with its paw, sticking very close. I don't know how they sleep together in this twin bed with all the pillows my mom has, but I guess they're making it work.