Today, I am thankful for one very contented dog.
T is getting older and spends much of the day sleeping. When he's outside, he's not patrolling the yard like he did when he was younger. He's napping near the garden, his fur collecting the thatch and dirt that will eventually end up on the carpet.
My husband, S, and I try to make each day special for him. A gourmet dog biscuit. A pat on the head as we whisper, "good boy." A tummy rub on demand. A game of fetch with his new "lambie-doodle" toy. A doggie kiss and hug. Walks in the park. Hikes along the trail. And, our daily mantra, repeated often and passionately: "I love you so much!"
For this blessing, I am grateful.