I grin as I hear Odin's bark when I step out of my car. By the time I get to the door, he's frantically scratching at it. I plant my feet before opening it, knowing that if I don't, he'll bowl me over.
Sure enough, he jumps, trying to lick my face, his paws on my chest, his tail wagging madly as I pet him.
I laugh. "Alright… down, boy. I missed you, too."
He barks, shadowing my every step.
When I sit down on the couch, he jumps up beside me. I open Edward's package, pulling out a frame.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
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I seriously love that dog...have I said that before? Probably but who cares.
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