Jack

Jack is a year old now. He is full fledged member of the household, or so we thought until we fostered a dog in our courtyard this weekend. He was so traumatized by the dog, who did not even enter his house, that he went into to hiding and ate very little, if at all. It probably didn't help that I was terribly ill with the stomach flu and pain from gall stones. He is obviously a very sensitive boy. The dog went to his permanent home Sunday. Jack finally came out of hiding on Monday. Today, he seems back to his normal self. I am glad to see him back. But does this mean that I will never have the dog I am pining for?

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