No wonder Windy really tried to drive that point home. She knows what it’s like too. Taking a seat on the bed next to her you ponder some more. What you had told Windy was indeed true, there was nothing you would change about Dash. You run your fingers through her mane as she continues to snore. Never mind that, working at your communication was what Windy emphasized…asking the uncomfortable questions when they needed to be asked. 