I woke up today thinking change. Even had a scheduled appointment for Otis. But the way he looked at me this morning told me today was not the right day. Perhaps he felt the energy of the day at hand. It had to be something, because he was a world away from yesterday and the day before. He walked down the stairs on his own. He ate heartily. He even rolled over on his back to give it a scratch. In short, on this day of dignity, he still had his. We'll see what tomorrow brings.