Sorry, I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy tonight.But I wanted to share how much i love my big yellow boof. Malone is being so especially gentle and loving tonight, and everytime I look in his deep brown eyes, I just melt.
He is laying down in the livingroom, with a stuffed puppy (that Ramanth gave us eons ago); and Lydia comes rolling over and he shares his puppy with her. And a little while later, he was chewing on a bone, and once again Lydia comes over, and he lets her take it away from him. (This was all very closely supervised
) And I am just amazed over and over again what an awesome dog he is.
Sometimes I think of how quickly Emerson was taken from us, and I get so scared that the same thing is gonna happen to Malone, and maybe that is why I am having such a hard time working through the grief process. Its been six months already, and I miss Em like crazy every single day....sometimes I feel like I can't deal with it yet, so I push it aside. *sigh*
Anyway, please share how much your puppers mean to you...what makes them so special???
Four pictures:
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