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Finding her bed
As Pepper aged, her sense of direction and evening eyesight seemed to suffer.
She and I headed to bed in a dark room because my husband was already asleep. Pepper just needed to go in, turn left, turn left (around the bed) and head straight into her crate. I'd open the bedroom door and let her find her way and follow her in. Until...
One night she never turned left. I found her under my husband's chair, Pepper wondering what was different about "her crate". Or the next night where she managed to make one left turn and I found her sitting with her head under the dresser, wondering who lowered the ceiling on her crate and how the heck was she to get in.
When I flashed my pen light, she looked very embarrassed and surprised realizing she hadn't made it to her crate.
Fond memories of my senior dog. I guided her every night with my light after the events above.
Merrie
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