This is my boy. After a nice walk, this is how he curls up.
Fonzie.
He’s been teaching me a lesson, several actually. As I walk him I see the unadulterated joy, the pep in his step. His little wiggle butt full of excitement. Fonzie is always happy and thrilled to go for walks with me. He’s never tired, moody, grumpy, irritated, mad, sad, too busy, never. He doesn’t know there is an option to happy. Happy is all he knows. Maybe I can operate like that. Forget that Happy isn’t the only option. Maybe anything other than happy is a problem. I don’t know, my guy proves to me every night that dogs are a girls best friend. He’s so unconditional, so loving.
I love you Fonzie.