My Dogs

I just feel like saying how much I love my dogs. I do have a favorite, Bailey. I hate saying that I have a favorite, but Bailey and I have a connection. We formed a bond back when I worked nights and she would sleep with me during the day. I was her safe haven. That is how I ended up with her, because she really was my dog, although she was my sister's family dog. They knew it, I knew it.

I feel bad when I go out of town and she doesn't eat, and Sam doesn't either. The look on their faces when I come through the door is priceless. They are so happy to see me. Their little tails going at a remarkable speed.

Dogs are so great.

I was thinking of them, because for some reason, if I lay on the floor, they get so excited. I am a "free for all". They get in my face. Bailey wags her tail and is all in my face, trying to lick me on the neck and face. It just made me laugh and smile and realize I needed to give a shout out of joy for my dogs.