Just now, my dad came over with his truck, camper, and car. He is on his way to the sunny south for 7 months. His dream is becoming a reality...getting away from the snow and joining the other snowbirds in California/Arizona. Lets just say, Bentley and I will thoroughly miss him...especially Bentley. It has become a routine were dad comes every morning to pick up Bentley for the day while I am at work. He comes at 8 am every morning, walking in the same direction. Bentley knows this is coming, and wakes me up to let him outside. Sometimes at 6 am, and sometimes not till right at 8 am. Bentley sits on the front porch, sometimes for hours, and just watches in the direction dad always comes. I am afraid that tomorrow morning is going to come as a shock for him, when dad does not come around that corner at 8 am. We will have some adjustments to make. Good Luck Dad!
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