My daddy loves me. I know its true, he tells me and shows me in so many ways every day. We play catch, keep away, and tug of war all at the same time. Then I sleep on the couch next to him, or on the bed next to him. Sometimes he shares his food with me. Mostly he spends time with me.
Sometimes daddy claims he is a cat person and can’t figure out how I wormed my way into his heart. I thing he’s just been waiting for the right dog to come along and show him the truth.
It’s been too hot to go for walks outside, I can’t wait for it to cool down so we can start again. It’s my way of making sure my daddy gets the exercise he needs to get strong again.
Daddy took Aunt Cora shopping, he came home with a bunch of raw hide chews which he dumped on the floor for all of us to share. Now I am laying on the floor munching on several. More proof that daddy loves me.