Last night, Max and Baloo got into a fight. Max being the larger one, and Baloo being the fat, lazy one- guess who won? Baloo! Max had quite a bit on his paw and was limping around on it. Not to sound heartless, but Paul acted like it was Hailee laying on the floor. There was no blood. It was just a bit. Paul climbed on the floor with the dog, checked to see if he had a temperature (can you even do that with a dog?) and bandaged Max up.
Max is fine! The cutest thing happened during all of this... Hailee was holding Max's paw and rubbing his head. Compassion... "Poor Max." "Are you okay Max?" It was time for bed and Hailee was whining. She told Paul that she had to put Max to bed. She got him a blanket, covered him up, grabbed a pillow off the couch and put Max's head under it. It was the cutest thing I'd ever seen! She kissed his head and said "Night, night Max!"
I hope she stay compassionate and empathetic....and doesn't become jaded by the world!
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