I wish my dog greeted me like this. She greets my wife this way, she greets my daughter this way, but when I enter the house she lays on the couch like a fuzzy lump until I ask her if she needs to hit the grassy toilet that is the out-of-doors. What have I done to earn such indifference?
I love you dawg!
Have a good one, you courtin’ froggies!
