Flash is doing much better. His major improvement began, oddly enough, the day I picked up Grover's ashes from the vet. When I brought them home, I showed the urn to Flash and told him that it was Grover. He sniffed it, put his paw on it and gave a big sigh while wagging his tail slowly...
Did he actually
know, or was he reacting to hearing Grover's name? Either way, it was the darnedest thig I've ever seen a dog do. Nonetheless, his normally sunny disposition began returning almost immediately afterwards.
