puppies
i love it when my dogs fall asleep curled up against me. One has his head on my lap, dreaming, possibly about running. His feet are twitching, and it's cute enough to make me forgive the barking and piddling and the begging. (He begs like a little ballerina on his tip-toes whenever I leave the kitchen.)
His little bro is curled up like a snail shell, leaned against my back. He has a cone around his neck again, because he took advantage of his terms of freedom and ripped off all his bandages. (I redressed the bandages 5 times today.) Eight more days, and the pins will be out of his leg, and he'll be able to be a fully fledged puppy again. I wish I could explain that to him.
His little bro is curled up like a snail shell, leaned against my back. He has a cone around his neck again, because he took advantage of his terms of freedom and ripped off all his bandages. (I redressed the bandages 5 times today.) Eight more days, and the pins will be out of his leg, and he'll be able to be a fully fledged puppy again. I wish I could explain that to him.