Things just aren't the same....there's no Libby to play with.  I wonder where she's at?  Mommy and Daddy have been sad and very loving towards me (more so than usual).  We walk and run more than ever...I heard them say it's because I'm a labrador retriever who doesn't retrieve...why would I bring back my toy that they threw when they're just gonna throw it again?  That just doesn't make any sense.  Libby was the retriever.  The cats have taken over the house!  Oliver says he's Lord of the Manor now and prances around all day talking.  Life is different.