A Meaningless Anecdote to Anyone But Me:
Every time I’m sitting on the couch/bed/chair doing my thing and my doggers/puplove jumps up to sit next to me, my heart melts. And when he nudges his head underneath my arm so I’ll pet him or just leave my hand on his tummy, I know I’ll never be alone…until he dies…but I prefer not to think about that. My dog fucking rocks.
