On occasions when she is left solitary in the sitting room and unable to get to her feet to join the rest of the pack in the kitchen, she cries piteously. It is not always thus. Often she can manoeuvre herself off her bed and onto her feet and then she delights us by coming to meet us.She has been strong today and it was a pleasure to see her in the forest trucking along. She fell over only once. We know she is getting ready to travel on but for the moment she is happy and willing to stay with us. Her appetite is good, she is not in pain and she maintains her position as head of the pack. She greets all her friends, human and otherwise, with considerable grace and pleasure. She will know, as we will know, when it is time for her to take the next step. It's in the eyes . . .