For the Love of A Dog

Today is a day to talk about love.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my family so much and we did a really great job of expressing our feelings to each other, without spending a lot of money, for Valentine’s Day.

But I thought I would change it up a little and talk about my love for my dog.

I truly love this dog. But she looks guilty for a reason.

She has had a rough couple of weeks.

First, the snow is so crazy thick out there she can’t run like she usually does.

And, I was a bad dog Mom and got her late to the groomer. As a result, she was all matted and how to be shaved down. I think she gets embarrassed.

She gets really stirred up when this happens and the result is that she drives me crazy.

When I go to the sink, oh look, Bailey is there.

When I go up the stairs, guess who runs past me and then waits on the landing. Are you coming Mom?

When I sit in the chair to work on my laptop, she decides the best spot is ON my foot.

When my husband and I sit down in front of the fire to get a little down time, she is there first checking it out for us.

And when we actually sit down, she is right there in between us.

When we went to church on Saturday night, we came home to this.

This was her bed. It is now in a trash bag.

And now, she paces back and forth in our room all night, keeping me up, presumably looking for her bed.

Ah, all for the love of a dog.