As his real personality emerges from the haze of his former medication, we love this dog more and more. Deep down, he's a cuddler and a kisser. He delights Mom with his devotion and he cuddles into my neck as fatigue slips over him.
He did two miles today. We've been doing three; however, the third mile just didn't happen due to life getting in the way. He loves his new diet. Loves it.
We usually enjoy a bedtime ritual that begins with his heavy eyelids, goodnight kisses, fresh water and a little massage action. Tonight, for the first time, he decided he'd take himself to bed. My nerves jangled as I realized he wasn't there waiting for me. I looked into his crate and the sleeping prince slept peacefully. We abbreviated our ritual, but he offered goodnight smooches.
He's a good boy!
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