Did Pettigrew miraculously recover just in time to join us on our hike. Or, I began to wonder, had he been exaggerating his sickness in order to enjoy the benefits of special foods and extra love for a few more days?
When Pettigrew first joined our family he didn’t make a sound. For six weeks we never heard his bark. Now he barks and bays like a coonhound, but during those first, quiet weeks of our acquaintance, we learned a different way of communicating. Pettigrew was uncertain, nervous, and eager to establish himself in our good … Continue reading When I’m feeling blue, Pettigrew Knows What to Do