Being in hospice care, she knew that sometimes dogs and cats do things like this when something is terribly wrong, almost predicting death. Mary decided to go to the hospital, and it turned out that she had a walnut sized brain aneurysm. Yikes!
After two months, Mary is back at work. She wasn't a dog person before, but it sounds like she is a convert, and she now welcome's Jacquee-Pierre's visits to her office.