"So I wasn't feeling well last night, like a cold might be coming on, so I went to bed right after dinner. Normally I stay up late, going to bed after 11pm.
Our dog Spear knew something wasn't right when he visited me around 9, sniffing and licking my face. I woke up this morning, feeling much better, with the dog glued to my side, and surrounded by the dog's most precious stuffed toys, each placed on the bed as expressions of sympathy.
How can you not love them?"
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