Skye sighed and opened her pup house door.

Rocky came in. "Why is this troubling you? It's already done."

Skye loooked at Rocky. "I know, but it's hard to let the past go."

"Look, Skye.  You need to stop living like this. Your feelings might make you ill."

"I've been trying to let it go, but I find it hard to do it."

"I understand, Skye."

"You do?"

"You bet your tails I do!"

Skye laughed. "Thanks Rocky. I feel much better now."

Rocky smiled. "I'm glad I could help." He turned to the door. "If you need me, you know where to find me."

Skye nodded and smiled too. "I do. Bye Rocky!"

"Goodbye, Skye."