He had been blind for over a year now. The seeing eye dog had become his constant companion, his sentry against invaders. He knew he was safe as long as Rex was there.
The knock on the door startled them both. Who would be coming to their door at this time of the night? The shadow on the front of the house was apparent to Rex, but not to his master. What should he do now?
Using his multicolored cane to descend the stairs, the blind man listened for subtle clues as to who was calling. Rex did not seem to be bothered by the intruder's presence, so that was a good sign. As his right foot reached the ground floor, he held his breath and put his ear to the door to listen.
Rex snuggled against his master's leg, giving him assurance and strength to wait for the caller to answer. They both stood there in anticipation, wondering as to the unknown visitor.
"It's me, darling."
She had been AWOL ever since his accident. He knew it was not her fault, but she evidently felt differently. That was why Rex had not barked or raised his hackles, because she loved him as much as she loved his master.
He opened the door, she walked in, and Rex jumped in her waiting arms. Their life together was no longer a walking shadow, but a beacon of love and hope.