The Heart Attack

Billy has had a heart Attack, he doesn't realize that I can understand that something bad is wrong with him. He don't see why, I never get out of his way now or that I am always near and looking out for his well being. But he is good to me and always attempts to view my reasons for doing dog things. I can see the aurora that surrounds him. I can smell that part of his heart that has died.
I can hear that mushy sound of weakness in his heart. Yes I understand many things are changing with him. I sense that he is scared and not as sure of himself. Part of my job is to reassure him.
We live on this big farm, he is use to me being outside, exploring the big and small things in life like bugs and birds. And those mud puddles that I like so much but to save my soul I can't understand why he always gives me a bath when I just came out of the creek swimming and got fresh water, mud and a little trash on me. Oh well, who cares, I like to smell good and I do feel better.
I like it when we get in the camper and take the scooter, and just head out to a state or federal park for a camping trip that could last for a month sometimes, once we took off and didn't come home for 14 months. What a fun time that was. I made so many nice friends I will never forget Wally. He was my age and liked the same things I did. We picked Wally up at a rest area, someone had just set him out, he was tired and hungry and his ribs showed that he hadn't eaten for days but I shared my food and soon he was well and happy as could be. Later we found him a good home with this elderly couple. Wally is in South Carolina now living the life of Riley.
Billy and I never pass up someone or something in trouble, I really like that part of him. If someone is broken down on the side of the road we will always stop and help out.
But once he stopped to pick up a hitch hiker, even though the man was dressed nice I did immediately recognized that this was a bad man and I wouldn't let him in the camper. Billy tells everybody that story. I accept most people we help. But not that man he had evil intentions and there was no way I was going to let him hurt my beloved master. I would have died first. You can believe that.
 While Billy is recovering from this heart attack, we are getting plenty of rest and it feels good but I can't wait till we get that white line fever again.
Till the Atoms melt, this is Molly saying "So long for now, partner"