We had the house to ourselves Sunday morning.
Mike had already headed out with a friend, on a quest to find land that he loves in hopes of convincing me to build and move.
The BDD had put herself back in bed. And was as still as a log with four legs.
So me and Chase hung out. Cleaned a little bit. Started on a little breakfast. Talked about the day ahead. Enjoyed the sunlight. You know, do the things you usually do on a quiet Sunday morning.
She gets me. Pays attention like she knows what I’m saying. And I’m reminded how much I love this doggin – she’s my heart dog. ♥