I don't think there is anything better in the world than my dog.
Sure, in theory there is, but not in practice. Not much could be better to come home to than a sweet little puppy who loves you like crazy.
I'm a lucky girl. Little dog or no, I have a lot to come home to. I don't know how I possibly got this lucky. I've never believed in luck- just chance, but I wouldn't know what else to call myself.
I often feel guilty for how good I have it.
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