Just about every evening at about the same time, my pup, King Louie, begins to get antsy. He paces the floor running from window to window to door in hopes that he may hear the footsteps of his best buddy arriving home from work. His ears perk up. Was that the jingle of keys opening the door? Is he finally back from wherever it is that he goes all day? On this particular day, King Louie peered out the window for an hour anticipating Eric’s homecoming. He had just returned home himself and things were beginning to get back to normal in his little dog life.
What a sweet welcome home…the unconditional love of your best friend.