Velcro Girl(on the right)

I don't know how far back a dogs memory goes but watching Boots and Abby I have to wonder. They sit looking out the window, almost as if they are expecting Bryon to come home. When he got so sick I called an ambulance and of course the first responders were the firemen. The girls were in a room with the door closed but they heard all the commotion. Bryon did a lot with the girls, they went everywhere with him, he took them on walks, he talked to them when he got home from work and I was in bed. I think that they really miss him. Since Bryon died Abby, my little girl has become a velcro dog. Where ever I am so is she. When I sit on the couch she is right beside me. In bed she seems to be velcroed to my side. Just what everyone needs, a velcro dog! Boots isn't that bad but she too seems to have the need to know where I am, she is constantly checking on me, she craves more attention. I don't think we give our four legged companions enough credit, they miss Bryon as well. As I am all they think they have left they don't want to be far from me.