When I sneak a peek at her, and find Logan staring at me when she lays down and I'm working or cooking. She follows me everywhere. Immediate tail wags of happiness. When she's on her pillow at night and I walk into the bedroom and even though she's curled into a little ball, her tail starts whipping away. The amazement of how advanced and wonderful she's become since being adopted. Her eagerness to always please. Her playfullness and total understanding of words and moods. I always think about how we instantly bonded at the pound, despite all the other barking dogs. How she stopped barking and sat on command and tipped her head. We looked each other in the eye and that was it. I'm thankful every day.