Simba had surgery last week, and he's back and on the mend. Max, our other dog was very very worried for the two days Simba was gone. He looked around the house for him, didn't eat well, and was very timid on walks, not sure where to go. I think he took it worse, frankly. Its funny how attached they are.
We got Simba from the Humane Society in 2000 and Max in 2001, right after September 11, from a neighbor of a friend, who said if we didn't take him they'd take him to the Humane Society. Simba (8) is a red Terrier Mix (so says his pill bottle) and Max (6) is a larger blond lab mix. And they are brothers and pals.
Max greeted Simba better than we did, sniffing him and licking the wound. He snuggled with him on the dog bed.
Happy reunion!
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