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Thank you all for the words that can only be spoken by those who love canines!

Caliber has been adjusting, slowly. The first week she spent running outside to see where her Great Sister was, and then sniffing all of Nellie's 'drop spots' where she'd sit down.
I washed all 4 dog beds (they each had two) and put 2 away.
She's alittle more bashful going outside at O'dark-Thirty when the sun hasn't risen yet, probably due to the fact that Nellie would barrel right out into the backyard with Caliber in tow.
Caliber is the queen now, and she's not used to it.
She's been quite "Sticky" lately, following the wife and I like glue wherever we go around the house and property....

Time will heal, and Caliber isn't healed yet. Neither are we. We picked up Nellie's ashes last week so she is home again. I put a dog cookie on top of her cedar urn box.