When my daughter spends a significant chunk of time away from the house, she misses us. All of us. But some of us, she misses more. I can’t tell you how many phone calls my husband and I have received from our long-lost girl that begin with a frantic, “How is Bronny [the dog]? Does he miss me? Let me see him!” If she comes into the house and I am in ano…
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