Nellie and Big Sister Sophie They know when Mom isn't Feeling Well,

We got Nellie because Sophie, the 46pound sheepadoodle refused to bond with me and preferred to bond with my husband instead, despite all the affection, training, feeding, grooming, and attention I would pour into her the last 3 years we have had her, all my husband does is sit in his recliner or chair or get her a cookie and she is all about being "his lapdog" she won't sit on my lap, or sit or lay with me on her own without being forced or coerced or bribed unless it's time for dinner or she wants outside. Feeling unbonded to a dog and having lost my last therapy dog to a coyote and desiring and longing for a bonded therapy dog after 4 long years, my husband finally allowed me to get Nellie, of course, he had to select the breed and sex and all the particulars. So I searched the internet and all the markets looking for mixed hypoallergenic female dogs for the last 3 years, nearly obsessed in my searches, always being rejected when showing my husband all the puppies and texts messages of breeders, and how high the prices were going up up up over the COVID seasons, months and years. My longing and grieving over the loss of my "Ativan" a 12-pound cocker-yorkie mix which I called my alien dog with a crazy personality and invisible opposable thumbs, as she could do things like a monkey or human that required thumbs, so I called her my alien dog. I loved her so much and really grieved her, still do in fact that was a few years before COVID was even a thing. Finally, 3 months ago, my husband picks out this female cavapoo for me. She is an Fb2, in other words, 3/4 miniature poodle and 1/4 King Charles Cavelier. 

So, a week ago I have a procedure done at the hospital, I come home, plop my tired, post-anesthesia but in my recliner, and our sheepadoodle who almost never shows any interest in me, suddenly decided she wants to be my lap dog, without any coaxing, jumps in my lap, followed by my little Nellie, the Cavapoo puppy is not going to be outdone and now I have both my lapdogs on my lap, I suppose they sensed, I was not feeling well and were concerned for me. 

I will admit, it was really nice for a change to have my doodle dogs actually show interest in me instead of my husband for a change without coaxing them to come to me. and having them fall asleep in my lap at the same time and even give eachother kisses. I think they both know when something is just not right when their masters are not feeling good. They sense these things and know when we neede them