Honesty morning. Hard night sleep, pain in ankle. Feeling sorry for myself more than a little. But then the soft warm nose comes nudging close beside me. The big brown eyes look at me, asking, “Are you alright?” The curly warm hair on his back presses into my side as if to support me if he could.
Finnegan. My wonderful cockapoo dog.
Something good and true and admirable to think about this morning.
An unusual but welcome sight in the day of a puppy owner’s life. 🙂 Usually we see this face: “Can we go out? Please? I love you!”
Finnegan is now five and a half months old, and lost his first baby tooth the other day. My youngest daughter was upset that there was apparently no tooth fairy for dogs. But Finnegan got an extra treat or two (or ten) that day, which is the best kind of tooth fairy for him. 🙂 Have a blessed day! Lisa