Something unique that happened, both Mike and I experienced. Our dear golden retriever, Max, had just passed away and we were deeply saddened. One morning, quite early, Mike and I were both lying in bed, awake, but not talking much, thinking of our doggie, Max. Each night Max would sleep on the floor on my side of the bed and each morning he would wake us as he scratched at his neck....it was a morning thing he did each day. As he scratched, the tags on his collar would go clink, clink, clink and the handles on my dresser drawer would also start banging against the drawer front. Well, that morning we laid there and suddenly, there was that familiar clink, clink, clink and the bang, bang, bang. Both of us sat bolt upright in bed then looked over the side to see if Max was there! It was quiet, no wind, no earthquake, no sonic boom....just that clink, clink, clink, bang, bang, bang. We both looked at each other, laughed and it was the very last time we cried for our sweet pooch. He was still with us and let us know....
