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Did you watch the show above and the joy the girl with cerebral palsy had in being able to walk her dogs? I got misty.
It's midnight. BB got some kibble and brushed. We're shedding a little. It's summer. Now we are on my feet. BB adores daddy. Some people think dog love is human anthropomorphism of canines. I think our friends who have been with us for 80,000 years really do love us. BB, fed and a little pampered and on my feet with a content grin. If she doesn't love her daddy, she gives a hell of a good impression of it.
I look at this gentle critter sleeping on my feet. She is so happy. Sometimes I can be an angry old buzzard. Luckily, I have a warm puppy to give me a reality check. I took a puppy who had dreams of being beaten. Now we don't have bad dreams.
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