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I'm worried. Today Mom was busy, busy, busy. Vaccuuming, de-cluttering, wrapping and putting things in boxes, moving furniture... she hardly paid any attention to me at all, even though I followed her around all day looking very anxious. She didn't sit down in our chair at all - something unusual is going on and I don't like the looks of it - too much activity is not a good sign. There also have been strange people in the house recently and I don't like strangers very much. I usually just go and lie very close to Tanner on his pillow when there are strangers in the house and watch them carefully from a distance.

Tanner is not having a good day. He's hardly eaten a thing, even when Mom tried to tempt him with liver pate. He didn't want to go in the car today, and, even though I'm always excited to go, I don't like staying in the car alone. I start to hyperventilate. Mom spent a long time lying on the bed with Tanner, stroking him and rubbing his ears. I get a little jealous when she does that, but I know it makes him feel better.

Mom keeps trying to encourage me to become more independent and not to rely on Tanner so much. I know she worries about Tanner and also about how lonely I would be without him. But I don't want to think about that...

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