I wish I knew what you are thinking, Newby.
Are you thinking of the old days with your previous owners? Perhaps you are thinking of the brother Jack Russell you had who was adopted by another family? Maybe you are thinking about the really nice vet and vet tech who wouldn't the mean lady put you to sleep?
I'd like to think your thoughts are happier than those possibilities. Maybe you are thinking of your girl, Lily Belle. Perhaps you are thinking about lunch? Maybe you are thinking about me, Milo and Dixie and how much we love you. Because that's what I'm thinking... I love you, Newby.