How to Make a Sad Mom Happy

This past week was a rough one for Mom. She was a sick puppy. But, she's okay now.
Sometimes she gets really, really sad then, trust me, she is hard to make happy. Even sitting on her head doesn't help. So I have to dig deep in my bag of cutes.
There is a picture of Bill next to the TV. So I stand on my hind legs and touch it with my nose. Sorta let her know what Bill would say if he saw her moping around. She gets it and gives me a soft smile. And when I have her on a roll, I amp it up and run around the house, around, around, and around till I have to stop to catch my breath.
Then she really laughs and says I'm a goofy puppy, Geeze, I thought that was the object. I guess I'm doing it right, but the older I get the harder it gets. I'm becoming more dog than messenger. It is nearly a year since Bill asked me to make her happy.
She doesn't cry for hours anymore and I know she is remembering the good times they had not just the one BIG sorrow.
COME BACK NEXT WEEK AND I'LL TELL YOU HOW SHE GETS ME TO COME WHEN SHE CALLS. IT'S A RIOT!